i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
I just farted. And everybody around me is looking at the fat girl to my left. I win.
all the sharp corners in my house are covered with litter foam blocks. al set for partying
just woke up COVERED in glow sticks and glitter. didn't even have to turn the light on to puke.
I think the guy in front of me just puked in a styrofoam cup.
Let's just say a refrigerator got involved and after that I had to send him home.
It's an "im going to have to shit with the lights off" type of morning
I tripped while walking across the stage and while trying to pick my diploma back up my flask fell out in front of the dean
Found a phone out last night at the bar. EPIC homemade porn vids on it!
You told me you were with a dog dressed as a taco, and it was the only one you trusted
Your the only person I know that needed stiches after a Monday morning conference call. How are you in your 20s? How
I've been rehabbing my soul with cheese and wine lately
I am in no place to make rational decisions, but right now i want you inside me
Keep your fingers crossed. If I get to go to a Stanley Cup game I'll give you the blowjob he deserves for taking me. Because hes definitely not gettin it.
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