Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
Some girl next to me in class is making a list of whta to pack for spring break & it was a normal list until she put birth control in all caps w/ stars around it
You kept whispering, no one does me like Jimmy Johns does me.
I miss the good ol' days when we would yell at strangers from your balcony while wearing our mexican ponchos in the middle of the day.
what ever happened to our old dealer?
Valuable lesson learned: if you reach the point where you have to talk yourself in to finishing the last half of your beer, you shouldn't try.
Some clips from last night: grinded like I haven't since college. Took shots with a bartender with a bad ass mustache. Made up a string of lies with fake names and occupations. Slept behind the couch with pizza in my hand
well it can jab him in the chin so I am 100% sure he can suck his own dick
so you ordered business cards online last night with a picture of your dick on them. you need to hide that new credit card when you drink
nm just hungover. watching movies and roasting marshmallows in bed, over a candle to avoid life
Uhmm, it's called hentai.
I DON'T CARE WHAT IT'S CALLED I DON'T WANT TO SEE IT ON MY WORK COMPUTER
Kick open the door, strike a pose, steal a boyfriend, end scene.
Is there such thing as a tasteful dick pic? I think I just got one if they exist.
Its like the floor is slow but life is fast?
I see you found the nyquil...
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
Security showed up because apparently we were fucking too loud.
As your roommate I can attest that y'all do indeed fuck rather loudly
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