she went to type in rate my professors and rate my pussy came up in my recent searches. needless to say, i will likely be masturbating to the aforementioned site tonight.
i woke up to my roomate hitting me in the head with a can of PBR at 8:30 in the morning...i love spring break
all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
Somehow I feel more guilty using her razor then I do having sex with her boyfriend...
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
Remember when I booked a hotel room for next sat? Nneither do I.
i just was bootyclappin in front of homeless men in a back alley
Seriously, in what other class can the final major discussion be what bar you're going to with your prof?
If you could smell my eyes you'd understand the whole story
You should make cookies and when I get home we can have a slow motion hug and eat them
I'm so confused. I feel like I just intentionally took roofies to see where I'd end up.
The dorm having an ice machine is their way of inviting us to make mixed drinks.
All I want to do is get high and needlepoint. Fuck your judgement
WHY HAVE SO MANY THING GONE IN MY BUTT ON THIS TRIP
Ugh. My life is a never ending cycle of bad decisions and taquitos.
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