Peanut Butter and turkey sandwich...this may come back to haunt me
Her underwear doesnt even match. If youre going to be a face book whore at least have matching shit.
oh hey summer self, welcome to endless thirsty thursdays and walks of shame.
I opened my door to go to class and all there was was a raccoon puking on the doorstep. In hindsight, it was a very accurate omen.
it was a 10 min screaming orgasm. i don't care that you were next door and didn't appreciate all the noise.
we went to get a refill in his room and ended up having sex and passing out. then he woke me up with sex and gave me a beer for breakfast. i never want this to end
I hope the doctor doesnt lift up and my shirt and listen to my lungs. I dont want to explain why I have rug burns on my back.
The fact that he is from Canada is way more embarrassing than the fact that you met him on match.com
He tricked me into going on a double date with him, I don't like that he's not using me for just sex anymore
Just bought koolaid for my vodka in a DARE shirt with my NES wallet. I'm everything I thought I'd be when I was 8.
Except even better, boobs get discounts.
Let's play another riveting game of "Whose boxers are hanging on my fence?"
I think he might be using me for sex. I also think I might be ok with that.
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
You should not be involved with someone who smells like that. Because that smell seriously does not go away. Even if you can't actually smell it at any given point, it will still haunt you
She shit herself again. We're calling her the "Queen of Sharts".
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