Well I thought I'd be nice but yeah I'm not a fan of you either you're an arrogant stupid cocky unfunny loser. Don't talk to me you're crazy
the only thing i have to deal with now is the fact that i'm still wearing spandex shorts from last night
the trash is collected at 5:50 on mondays. i was up puking all night and heard them
They nicknamed me the gargoyle. Sex with me is getting gargoyled. The last one I fucked yelled "gargoyle me" for dirty talk. I think fucking me is part of their pledging initiation. Somewhat OK with this.
It Amazes me that I was able to drunk update my status in Spanish last night.
And this is the part where I need you not to judge me. Remember that I have never seen a penis do that and that I have a weird sexual curiosity
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
Passed out on the bench in the men's bathroom. Feel much better now.
Looking through my moms phone and find a pic if a dick. Scarred for life.
Our first kiss happened while shot gunning a hit from a gravity bong. Its that type of relationship.
Never has jello made me angry to the point of drinking. But here I am.
I refuse to plan drunken casual sex. Just think of the monster I'd create.
The kitchen also doubles as a screaming room after midnight as long as you have something to muffle the sound
Just an FYI you do have to wear pants to lunch
i was in class looking for a pencil and found a chicken strip in my back pack. i think i might have a problem.. sad thing is i ate it
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