if this week's events in iraq have taught me anything, it's that when pulling out, always expect a mess...
whoever created level 16 on brickbreaker is a dick
I sold my books for weed money!
Finals don't start for a week...
I need to shower. I still have paint on me from the homeless guys
Just to be safe, you should be prepared to jump out of a second story window
I'm pregaming for my hair cut. Working two jobs definately taught me how to use my time wisely...
Standing in front of the open refrigerator with a 3/4 empty bottle of wine eating Bac-o's from the jar, topless. Somebody really should've taught me better coping skills.
Gotcha. Well, I'm puking and trying to keep down water from a mug that says "love the moment" around the rim. Not loving this particular moment.
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
Just bailed on her the best way possible. Got tickets to the game. Only issue is.... if we lose, we not only lost, but I skipped sex to watch us lose
Bouncer came into the bathrooms to tell us the old one-person-per-stall rule, realised it was two girls banging, and left us to it. Lesbiperks.
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
Because cocaine and lesbian hookups on a Tuesday cannot be the new normal
Bruh. He just said the words "cyber sex"-is it 1999?
My thoughts mid terrible hookup: do people normally read a magazine right about now?
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