Nothing gets me like the O.C. theme song does.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
facebook friend requested him the morning after while he was still asleep in my bed, a whole new level of creeper even for me
I just ate a fried snickers. I now officially accept all fat jokes
You can't use the, "think about your future" line when trying to convince me to save some weed for tomorrow.
chugging beers on the train. people are staring. I would be offended if it wasn't 8:30
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
crossing my fingers that hitting golf balls off my pourch was a dream and not something that actaculy happened
New brilliant plan: invite two random okcupid girls to the same bar at the same time, have them compete
Join us. We're on the roof drinking breakfast
We always end up having sex in random places after class. I need to stop letting this dude borrow my pens.
You know you've got awesome issues when the main deciding factor of whether or not to cut your nails depends on nacho consumption in the near future
Stop your judging. I got free booze AND an oil change. You're the one whose always saying we're spending too much money.
What do you take me for? I'm not trying to lure you into bed with stories of my dead aunt.
I'm sorry that running around town like a frenetic wombat trying to find you KY jelly isn't good enough for you.
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