You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
we need to drink more beer. the fridge wont close.
we walked around the neighborhood with caution tape tied around our foreheads, making indian noises. I might have disturbed a crime scene to make a native american headdress.
We're pregaming our midterms. Also, when we get our tests back, we're taking a shot for every point we lost. If you're not in, you should just go ahead and transfer.
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
She kept telling people I wrecked her brain. That high.
Omg having my Grindr go off at the planned parenthood is just not okay
I slept through 4/20 and my roommates bought an entire ham that's just sitting in the fridge...
Also I think I realized when my life started to turn into shambles.. The day I took my high school senior picture WITH A HICKEY ON MY NECK
Fire trucks are here again. It wasn't me this time.
I feel like I don't even know what's gonna happen when we first see each other. It'll be like explosions and glitter and a unicorn will run by pulling a sleigh of alcohol and sex.
He just seemed to happy to be having sex with me that it ruined the mood for me. I just wanted to punch him.
Who was that dick in the suit telling us to stop drinking?
The priest.
You stuck your false lashes to your upper lip and then asked that ONE kid with facial hair if your "mustaches could touch" as an excuse to make out.
she squeaked mid orgaism. I laughed she cried
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