I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
in the middle of sex he stopped to tell me that he loved me... then slapped my ass and told me "back to business"... im gonna marry him
GO HOME AND LIKE EVERYTHING ON COLT'S FACEBOOK UNTIL 2007.
Wtf it's a Friday night?
PRIORITIZE.
He had one of those small greek statue penises
Definitely got drunk and sent her a literal picture of my asshole. I titled it " you"
Stop. He threw up in front of Madison Square Garden security. Spit at the guys feet and grunted ughhh at him.
Oh I forgot to tell u. I hit someone with my car in the RiteAid parking lot. More like a nudge.
Just did the walk of shame in front of his dad while I was wearing his gym shorts and my heels from graduation last night. Keep it classy '12
I need vodka and champagne for my new favorite drink, vodkapagne. Alternative spellings are "vodkapain" and "vom-machine"
Like I'm getting finger banged and my family is making cookies in the kitchen. Talk about terrifying
LOOK AT MY ASS AND LEGS IN THIS SKIRT. I KNOW ALL THE BEST HIDING SPOTS IN THIS BUILDING. AND I OFFER TEQUILA.
And I woke up by myself with peanut butter.. Cool
All I'm saying is this is the exact reason I should not be left unsupervised.
It is getting ridiculous, the elaborateness of the schemes I have to concoct so my suitemates don't know I'm pooping.
It was just a hint of nipple. I kept it classy!
Do you even hear yourself?
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