so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I woke up this morning in your mom's car... any ideas?
we sat in the hammock and pretended we were skydiving for three hours. jack actually started crying when i convinced him his chute didnt open.
Is it a bad thing that the only time i wear nice clothes to class, is when i get too fucked up the night before and wear the same clothes i went out in?
No, my body just knows its the weekend and wants to rage. Very different from alcoholism
Dude the animal human society told us we could get a dog when we came back sober. I cant wait.
He fell asleep and I'm awkwardly laying here because all I have to wear is my tutu. I'm pretty sure his roommate is going to be back soon so this should be fun. This is my life now. PS. the background of his phone is a picture of his hedgehog.
You're either a hooker or Beyonce. Beyonce is abnormally good at doing everything in heels
If your mother gets up on the bar again, I will. The bouncer already had a talk with her earlier.
Would your heart desire to drink copious amounts of alcohol tonight?
This is home. And home is where you find your family. And you try not to make out with your family.
She brought over her portable harddrive and we dueled with porn. This relationship is too beautiful to last.
Its perfect, I supply the pot she makes the brownies. I love the culinary dept.
Yeah probably not. I have a hair appt, a gun class, and hopefully a boy to fuck. I'm booked.
At least he uses his lack of impulse control for chaotic good instead of chaotic evil
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