You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
You know that bakery that Sandra Bullock's sister owns?
The one in Montpelier?
yeah, well it doesn't exist anymore. VT's one fucking claim to fame closed.
i hit her car. ill just send her a farmville gift in the morning. then it'll be alright.
Sorry for talking about super scientific shit so much last night, I know it bugs you sometimes when I don't shut up.
What? You sat on the couch for a solid 2 hours staring at your fingerprints and the only word that came out of your mouth was "how"
For a second, I wondered if I could smoke pizza.
He never gives up. He's like the fucking little engine that could of hook ups
151 hangover. Need apocalypse.
He tried to reenact Braveheart's freedom scream but got tackled by his drunk roommate who thought he was yelling that the handle he was holding up was free.
He's beautiful. His facial hair makes me wanna cum in it
Ew, no. But yeah I feel the same
I dressed up as a "typical white girl" which meant I wore my yoga pants and uggs all night. BEST. IDEA. EVER. Most comfy halloween everrrr.
Why did I wake up to a snap chat of myself drinking beer out of a blender?
Is this like a preordered booty call?
There was pot, but there are no Doritos, no Funyons, no Oreos.
Send help.
You're now part of the minority of friends who haven't seen my boobs.
She's not allowed to do acid anymore... she started crying because she thought she was an eagle.
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