Please dont use Danity Kane lyrics to describe your emotions.
I just filled out my 2010 Census drunkenly. I'm single handedly throwing it off.
Miserable. My projectile vomit just woke me up from a 5.5 hour nap.
he stopped making out with me and said "can I make you grilled cheese? I feel like I owe YOU something"
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
Woke up to the first three complete chapters of my new novel titled "If My Dick Could Talk" waiting for me on my laptop
There r osticjed everywhere
I told her the job opening requires being on the phone during the week and on my face on the weekends. I think she wants the job.
Even worse we were making a sex tape so our reaction to the condom breaking was recorded.
The dorm caught on fire so it turned into a 5am pool party
fuck it. from now on whatever room i wake up in, i'm stealing clothes from. this walk of shame shit is too much without pants
I refused to call him anything but Drake eyebrows all night.
Thank fucking Christ I was not wearing pants or eating chocolate cake last night.
Good news! Blood’s flowing!
april was a good month for me, sexually...doubled my number, had a threesome, fucked a girl for the first time and two different boys in one night. there should be a medal
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