he called me a worthless slut and then went 2 the bathroom 2 pee on the floor before leavin. but he was really hot and he left his jacket, should i call him?
I am so fucking pissed, there are no Shamwows in the As Seen on TV Store.
Looks like you'll have to stick to jizzing in socks.
so far i wrote 500 words for a paper on sean paul performing we be burnin..i can officially do anything on adderral
They were so loud I wrote them a sex critique and taped it to his door.
I need a secretary to manage my drinking schedule.
im gonna put my furry chinchilla vagina on her mother effing nose
well I mean we knew we had more drinkers than runners, so we had a "case race for the cure" for relay for life instead of an actual marathon. day drinking and philanthropy. can't go wrong.
I'm pretty sure I saw a man standing on a table with no shirt on getting sugar thrown at him while "pour some sugar on me" blaring while the cops were in the house.
just explained the breakup in detail to my big toes. that consolation brownie was Amazing.
I'm almost too old to be on The Real World but feel like I'm too young to be on The Bachelor and I'm just really confused with my place in life.
last thing I remember is yelling 'sit on my face' through a traffic cone
I woke up and my backpack was empty. He used me for sex, and back to school supplies.
What could go wrong? i could have a mental breakdown with a bottle of champagne hand cuffed to a frat bro
Ohhh the usual. Laying in bed reflecting on my decisions
so in addition to the two guys I slept with last night, and the third that I turned down this morning, a fourth has appeared. best Valentine's Day ever.