I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
nothing says happy birthday like half a tampon wrapped in someone else's hair on your shoulder.
hey what are you doing
hooking up with some marlborough girl. shes gorgeous!
i texted you because i like you, and i told my freinds you were my fiance. but sine we're not dating you're not cheating and i'm pathetic
who knew getting puke in ur hair could make it look so cute and curly. minus the crusty puke part
i looked at dads computer and apparently he was looking at job ads on craigslist and the only one clicked that turned purple said "GET PAID TO MASTURBATE"
Let's just say a refrigerator got involved and after that I had to send him home.
I have your shoes, your bike, and someones blue underwear. Round 2 tonight?
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
I think online classes were designed around the concept of day drinking.
Sharing a bathroom with a guy sucks. I always have to set an alarm for the middle of the night just so I can take a dump. Poop text btw
how did you know i stayed over last night?
there was a trail of glow sticks and cheetos from the front door all the way to his bedroom
Why can't I come over and snuggle you and make you lick my boots
ditto.
about cumming, not toast
Skipping class. Wanna Drink now?
yea. just give me 15 min to write a paper.
thanks for letting me have sex in your bed, too bad you didn't get to yet
who are you?
Randomize
