why is it impossible to run with a back pack without looking like a giant d-bag?
haha... you gave me a great visual of you in high white socks running with a backpack with eye of the tiger playing in the background
that only happened once.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
Things found in my vomit last night: cell phone, Von Hayes rookie card, a boot, my dignity
the fact that you could barely do more than slur incoherent sentences didn't stop you from correcting her grammar
Its that time of week again, Bad life decision wednesday
He poured the shots. We did them together. I cheersd him out of the shower
They left me stranded on the side of the road with a table and five gallons of water. They said it was all I really needed to survive. People are staring
He was all like, "I've prayed every single day just for one more night with you."
Omg just give him a quick handy and walk out.
I made out with a guy because he was sitting on my coat...
there's a guy in the del taco parking lot doing pushups. let's be his friends
I'll explain later but basically I was feeling dangerous, I'm dressed as Ann Romney and Ann Romney is a bad bitch.
Just got stuck in an elevator on campus with a ton of British guys. My pants almost pulled themselves down.
Just caught myself checking an online porn site while in a strip club. Might have a problem.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
Dude just saw some some guy puke out of a car window on the highway going to school.
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