Dude she has a fucking rock collection. Never will I ever talk to her again.
His bookmark is a piece of toilet paper. No shame there.
Dude. The walls are totally staring at me right now. I told you this was a bad idea.
my night ended in me puking all over jenna's bed, then me trying to wash the sheets in the toilet.
I've been meaning to ask you. The first night in the city did we do key bumps with a suicidal homeless man? My memory is fuzzy
my six pack is really starting to show since I started fucking everything that moves
i think the penis that was inside of me changed my life
Apparently from about 3-5AM I was consoling that crying stripper about her life choices.
After he came, I wiped my mouth on my baby blanket. I could feel nana rolling over in her grave.
He just whispered "doors are weird" and then laughed so hard he fell down the stairs.
Also, I found out that my dad has the name of every boy that I've ever dated and their physical description, car type and tag number stored in his computer.
Apparently Angela went missing once and he says he learned were to look first and that it's best to have information on hand.
The only people in the library at 5:00 on the friday after finals are homeless or pre-med.
This is the Taco Bell dump we've all been waiting for.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
the weird part wasn't waking up in someone else's underwear, it was how the cat was staring at me like he knew more about last night then i remembered.
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