fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
I feel like people whose favorite movie is Donnie Darko should not be allowed to talk. Ever.
ok this guy next to me just sat down with a no joke, 10,000 page book, popped an addy, cracked open a red bull and opened the book to page 1.
just realized i can abbreviate thomas paine as t pain in poli theory class notes....YES
Now he's lighting his socks on fire
All she said to me last night is that when her eyes roll back, to release my choke hold.
Just got home and found him passed out with his ass stuck in a Rubbermaid garbage can. He must have been like that for a few hours
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
I might not remember all of last night but I clearly remember the part where I humped the mailbox.
I wish I could just hang out in ERs.
I know of an excellent nanny. A lot like Mary Poppins but way cooler. And likes pot.
He's easy on the eyes, light on his feet, and rough in bed...what more could a girl ask for in a rebound?
I was so gone I thought the cops banging on my door were kids from the party trying to get into my room... needless to say, I started moaning louder so they would take the hint.
I'm scrolling through our convo thread and all we talk about is pizza, alcohol & dick with the occasional "I miss you" thrown in.
If people had ratings on Tinder I'd give you 5 out of 5 stars.
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