Let's just be mature adults about last night and never speak of it again.
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
Fell off bed. Face first. 10 stitches. huge scar on forehead. totally going to start telling ppl my parents died fighting Voldemort.
Just grabbed my laptop and a beer to take a shit. Mom gave me a look of disgust. I miss college.
My TA just came over to give us drugs. Now he's drinking grey goose with my roommate and explaining his thesis to her. This is too much.
i'll get you drunk even if i have to inject alcohol into your arm through an IV
you're the only one i would trust to do that
...im seriously confused as to why this doesn't make sense to you. Girl hostage, rob casino. Makes perfect sense.
There's hot sauce all over my mirror, lamp shade and dresser. Also it's your turn for weed
I woke up to see that I had ripped my boxers into a loin cloth because we were watching last of the mohicans
first time i ever mailed panties back to a fuck buddy. what better of a way to say its over
Are you really surprised she can't remember? That's like 50 people. I couldn't rattle off all 50 state capitols off the top of my head, you're bound to forget a few here and there
I don't go out. I live in my room watching Bridget Jones and thanking my vibrator for existing.
I rode home in a shopping cart so there's that. MVP to the guy that pushed it.
It's just not St. Patrick's Day until someone pukes on your panties.
Whose panties are you wearing on your head and why are you sending me pics of it?
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