At a stoplight watching a woman push groceries in a stroller while dodging oncoming traffic... Reallllly Detroit?
I NEED TO NOT REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING. He is our TEACHER.
I think I might stay on campus instead of going home for thanksgiving and see how many townies I can hook up with and no one will be around to judge
Im not moving so it's going to have to be a 3 some.
Also, at 1:30 I emailed myself saying, "are you there Margaret? It's me, god"
Freshman ate returning to campus. Let Operation Slut Storm commence.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
I have vodka and explosives. For once, we can blow something up that isn't a blow-up doll.
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
My mind just played a snippet of me asking to be a Joey and trying to climb into your apron pocket...
she opened a can of olives, drained the juice and poured ranch dressing in. oh and 'croutons' (saltines) on top...
There they were doing the deed on the beach, looked like two seagulls fighting over a chicken bone.
Never doubt me. I am drunk and unstoppable and I will finish this book
I refuse to believe you if you're trying to tell me humanity as a whole isn't sad, tired, and craving Chinese food.
Just got a handjob in my psych lecture. You were right, going to class is paying off.
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