they thought it would be fun to get out their yearbook and see who hooked up with the most guys..I won...I don't even go to the same school
so when we got to the frat house he had a travel sized toothpaste and toothbrush for me and gave me a pair of his shorts and a girl's sorority t shirt...something tells me he's done this before
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
Nothing says "I'm a sorority girl" like puking at 830 in the am, wearing my anti-hazing pin, and getting ready for a tea party.
Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don't like it.
There's a knife in my toilet. And I meant to ask you last night if you got a hair cut?
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
My stalker sent me an erotic poem. Who knew anyone could find a way to rhyme birth and girth so eloquently?
Yeahhh, apparently my brothers think its ok not to check on me if a creeper is talking to me bc i "like those weirdo types"
That moment half way through a run when you realize you have to take a giant shit. I was racing against my bowels that last mile. Now my sweat is suctioning my ass to this toilet seat. Enjoy that NSA.
His mom finally got over her shame and smoked a bowl with us. Merry Christmas to all aka me.
Yeah, nothing like barfing into a grocery bag you just put dog shit into.
So far I consider it a great summer because I have had to buy Plan B a total of zero times
I just want the relationship Bob and Linda Belcher have- is that too much to ask?!
He's petting your head, we need to leave now.
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