Whenever he makes me dinner its always mini things.. cheeseburgers, corndogs.. is he preparing me for something?
im contemplating emailing my dad and telling him how worthless i am and how sorry i am that he pays for my life...aka my bar tabs.
my dentist asked me why my tooth was chipped, i told him i couldn't remember. i think he understands.
Remeber when I drunkenly made out with him this summer while he was getting bitched at by his girlfriend on the phone? Yeah, neither do I. But I'm pretty sure that same thing happened again last night.
I had to physically hold you down to stop you from going out the window naked. You put up quit the struggle.
Last time I went to flagstaff I threw up in my beard. I would very much like to recreate that moment.
pretty sure I just came the closest to throwing up in my pants that I'm ever gonna get. I'd like to thank the academy and the hangover thatt I hope actually kills me in the morning.
She said she forgot something.. and when she came out she was carrying a garden gnome, and a bottle of vodka. she was too hot to question it.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
It'd probably just be a lot of profanity and hyperventilation and deteriorating into tears anyways
so just a regular conversation then
I'm just waiting for the avalanche of beef.
Oh and Dustin informs me I'm a legend amongst the freshman, if you were wondering about my street cred
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
Do you remember whose house we're in?
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN JUST MISSIONARY
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