Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
Just asked the bartender if I could use the register to see my grades.
I think I explained what happened in the voicemail. But I think I might have just cried and ranted about how cool osiris shoes are
There is a mosh pit in our kitchen. You better hurry.
My name in their phones is "That Girl". If i can't get it to go away, I might as well live up to it.
They left me passes out in the food donation bin with an empty handle and a half eaten box of nutter butters
I am still STD free so as far as I am concerned I never went to panama.
Remember when puke and rally meant a good time? Fuck pregnancy
I hooked up with a guy that had a beard last night felt like I was building a fucken log cabin
He took initiative. Dragged me into the kitchen and did me on the stove....while it was on! And then we made nachos.
These cutoffs are too tight but my ass looks like Freedom
Remember Christopher who always sends me pictures of his penis? Look to your right, boy in the blue.
I wanna get to the point where I can just send a question mark and get an exclamation point in response
Had to clear my browser history. I figured if she used the search bar and her name came up, it might be a little creepy.
It's a draw. You need to settle it in Smash, Soul Calibur, and/or rock-paper-scissors, the last of which Steve claims is bullshit.
Randomize
