but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
sexting on a treadmill. speed 9.0 beat that slut!
I think I'd do Clint Eastwood.
...kinda gettin a major gay vibe from you right now.
That was a text you sent me last night.
remeber the saying "bad choices make good memories" dude our bad choices dont even make memories.
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
She just looked at him and said "I'm gonna fuck that" and it totally worked.
Half of my brain feels like I donated it to science and they basically just poured jack Daniels on it and put out cigarettes into it before returning it to my skull
your vagina must have magic restorative powers I feel rested and powerful this morning.
I should have been on a postcard. I was sitting in the middle of the forest with a plate full of pot brownies and missing you.
why can't I meet attractive men at the places I like to hang out? like books a million. or the liquor store.
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
I'm going to make a stack of pancakes and fuck it. Right now.
so evidently blowing a guy does not mean he will say hi to you when he sees you in class.. in case you're ever wondering
i'm drinking soco out of a mickey mouse cup right now. i love it when college and my childhood meet in the middle.
I stole a block of cheese from the party last night and put it in my purse but I got so drunk that I left my purse on the floor and my dog ate it.
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