you're kinda like the weird girl from The Breakfast Club after the makeover. i mean you're pretty, but you're still weird as fuck
consequently i now know what mace tastes like
I apparently texted him "since you're taking time out to think about us. You probably need to think about me getting arrested right now."
Well it went from being a hug to a straight out tackle through the back door.
Bren left me with a lovely parting gift. Newfouund alcoholism. I'm on the kitchen floor, hugging a bottle of vodka. It's my only friend now.
Apparently william has a "couch montage"...an album of facebook photos of himself on different couches in various states of happiness and despair. A heartwrenching journey through what was clearly a significant part of his life. I'd mock him more but I think the fact that I looked through it means he's already won
after tonight, seriously nothing could taste better than toothpaste
He seemed like a really nice guy. He tried to dry my shirt because someone spilled their drink on me. I think that's how I ended up topless on his dryer.
Wait, you seriously DON'T keep vodka in your backpack??!??!?
And noooow we're smoking a ton of REALLY strong weed and THIS IS THE SOFTEST CAT EVER
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
well a fat roach just fell out of my hair. so there's that
Even blacked out me knows not to sleep with socks on
That's MADAM THUNDERCUNT to you
A dozen fresh-baked cookies delivered to my dorm AND I don't have chlamydia or gonorrhea... Could this night get any better??
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