didnt we say no more talking to eachother
it will help you get over me i promise
im horny
ok i will unlock the door
We had to be out of the dorms at 730. Meeting started at 8. I woke up at 948. Drunk and covered in glitter.
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
I'm mentally preparing my vagina for this semester. It's fucking welcome week. I'm going to be talking to her all night.
Yeah just got a blowjob at busch stadium during the cardinals game childhood dream realized
do you think a sharp knife would stab through a cheese suit?
Remember that time I tried to pierce your nipples while high... it's like that, only with more blood... and less nipples
You had me at "mimosas" several texts ago.
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
note: just because the casino is called bourbon street, it doesn't mean you can puke and keep walking and no one will care. chalk me up for another 86
Themes for tonight: men who look like bill Gates but sing smash mouth songs. Women who's names are also food. Haircuts that DO NOT cover bald spots.
Did he think I was flirting with him when I ordered a hot dog bc no
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
Is it just me or is it like a girl gets married and all of a sudden she’s a “blogger”?
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