i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
he borrowed my computer and saw his name in my recent google searches. Things got awkward real fast.
I hate thxgiving break now because that totally means I'm not able to have sex for a week.
I'm pretty sure that I'm earning a horrible reputation with your friends, but I'm having a fucking great time in the process.
I can neither confirm or deny any bear related allegations right at this time.
Well the strippers have danced to goo goo dolls and green day, time of your life. Were all gonna commit suicide.
after I lost so many games of beer pong they made me be a troll, I sat under the table and told riddles while retrieving balls.
On a scale from 1 to the worst weekend of my life, that was an 11. I can see again, though.
Ugh. I guess I'm crying loudly or something. My mom just came in and gave me milk, chocolate, a Xanax, and her weed "for the break up blues". Her ways of affection are so odd.
because. if I can't sit outside naked and eat my watermelon every morning then I really don't see the point in moving in with you.
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
this weekend took five years off my life and what was left of my dignity
It's like everybody loves Raymond but the total opposite and everyone wants him to die
So I'm at home coloring while smoking a joint. It can only go down hill from here.
Last night’s booty call turned into a cuddlefest. Get your game face on, we’re hunting dick tonight
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