oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
Apparently I mistakenly called the hair club for men at 3am... they called me back this morning.
Come, dress lightly, bring tequila...
just found out I caught the bouquet at the wedding. I win for being the drunkest yet most functional bridesmaid.
it doesn't matter, he's just a life support system for his dick
I didn't realize how drunk I was until my vagina was in the snow.
My favorite part was screaming to all my life by kc and jojo and just horribly failing
I woke up today in my boxers hugging a log and realized that I think I've gotten close enough to nature. I really need to stop doing shrooms with you
I don't think my professor is going to remember the Halloween party... or the fact that he made out with a priest.
I wrote a list of things I enjoy doing. So far it says "get high and go to museums."
You know it's NBA season when you compare head to 3 pointers.
IT'S LIKE LOOKING INTO GOD'S VAGINA!!!!
I know, dude. If he ends up having a tiny dick, I will literally pack it back into his pants and leave. Not worth the aggravation.
I made a powerpoint to trip to.
you are so studious.
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