Definitely saw about 20 people at my final that were never present before. It's like seeing who's gonna be serving me fries in 4 years.
I feel like if I were on Intervention, I would have to be a season finale.
At the bar dressed as a taco. not a typo. Come down.
the vast amounts of cleavage i'm sporting to my final says "no, I didn't study but don't worry I've got something lined up for when I don't graduate".
I never kept track of who else he slept with. You think I have the time or the energy to keep track of every dick in my life?
I don't think he realizes it but he was stroking the faucet while he was talking to me.
Hey we need to step our game up. Dad has us beat; he stole a vending machine once.
I just saw my first passed out person, sprawled out on the sidewalk like they died. I wanted to take a pic but I thought that screamed "tourist"
I just got hit on at the bar by a guy who used his mother as a wingman, she was pretty convincing. Only in Stratford.
I'm officially no longer allowed to make any of my own decisions regarding alcohol, men, or the combination of both. Thats up to you now. Do me proud.
Maybe she'll change her mind but the "go fuck yourself" doesn't seem promising
Sometimes I think he has a hidden camera in my vagina so he knows what I'm doing and saying at all times...
Okay so it turns out that my bf keeps a log of every time I sleep-fart. It's dated back to 2013.
I'm to the point of desperation where I stare at customers penis imprints through their pants all day
I'm always down for nudity.
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