You know you're hung over when your pose in art class is lying face down on the platform
No gym. Sooooo hung over. Just puked up the water I drank and it still has ice cubes in it.
It wasn't a wasted relationship. I got road-head in an Escalade. I still keep that with me.
I've decided I'm just gonna keep drinking til the baby bump shows...
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
Good point, clearly my love of penis contributed to my torn knee ligament.
My last google search is "how to build a flamethrower"
He saved you from those guys at the club, took you home, and made you breakfast. If this isn't your come to Jesus moment IDK what is.
Lmfao. We asked what you wanted to eat and you said vagina. I don't care what kind. Fresh, barbecue, roasted on a camp fire. I just want it on my taste buds.
I rewarded myself with Taco Bell tonight for going a full week without punching my roommates in the face or wishing bodily harm on them.
I would fuck him just for his dog
...and with one comment dissing Hannibal Lecter, I suddenly understood why we never worked out.
What happened last night? All I know is that I walked into class this morning and everyone was chanting my name.
Did you ask Harvard boi?
Apparently he likes someone who is into being smart and a supporter of human rights ugh what a skank
No, I told him I was busy again this weekend. Eventually he’ll learn. Plus, absence makes the cock grow harder
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