At least make sure they are 18
Why
I realized today that I should stop thinking so much with my vagina instead of my brain.
Please tell me this doesn't mean another "surprise road trip" where I spend all my money on gas and the SURPRISE destination is the abortion clinic.
But what if I pay for the gas?
i study at coffee shops because all these damn artsy people motivate me to work towards a real job.
i kinda regret how quickly i gave it up to him, but i just wanted the regular fucking to begin soon. ah we made good memories.
Is it physically possible to shit out my own bone marrow? Because if not, then I need to see a doctor immediately.
how many past hook-ups can i invite to go bar hopping with me for my b-day before it becomes a bad idea?
This summer isn't about fun. We have to train our livers to survive the next four years.
I had to put a towel over my laptop because the little power light was too bright. New hangover low.
Sign she's a keeper: "I would rather be late to brunch than waste a perfectly good boner."
We may not see eye-to-eye on much, but I'm definitely willing to let you see eye-to-vagina again.
Wake up. Eat bread. Find your dignity. Don't be late for work again.
So like if I threw up in my purse is that "don't ever show your face in public again" worthy or just slightly frowned upon
Lady Gaga is doing the 1/2 time show. I hope it's gay and liberal as fuck.
You were in the girls bathroom yelling at some random chick because you thought she stole all the urinals. That's why you were kicked out.
He's the douchy one who wouldn't let me rip his shirt off, right?
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