So his roomate was eating breakfast when I was sneaking out. He's the guy I took home from jessicas wedding. I ended up eating coco puffs with him
Just another sign I need to get out of this town
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
she actually told me to ignore the cokeheads in the corner with knives.
there may or may not be knives in your bed. I would check
the best sex is "duke just lost" sex.
We should reintroduce naked Mondays
I've smoked enough weed to put down a pony.
To tired for the bar. Came home and drank wine out of the bottle. Kind of don't want to know what that says about my life.
He must have sensed I was about to trade him in...he's really stepped up his sex game
he may or may not have motorboated me on the steps of the library of congress
Everyone was trying to get you to do a keg stand but you refused & instead declared you could do it yourself, crouched on the keg in your 6 inch heels, leaned over, and gave yourself one.
I got about 15 snapchats from you with your hand saying "you want cheese sticks" or something like that and one of some weird looking weed
I had to dig my own trench to puke in at the resort. That much fun.
UVE SEEN MY TITS OKAY STOP CRYING
There is sex in the air. Be careful where you walk.
Randomize
