you came home covered in oatmeal wearing a tutu holding a stolen wrotting pumpkin and "its a girl" balloons tied around your neck.you were whispering the lyrics to aaron carters 'aarons party'. i think the real question was what DIDNT you drink last night
i just hugged the lady at the liquor store goodbye for the summer...
and my souvenir for the night was a nice ambulance blanket
Theres a picture of me with cut up clothes rolling in the policeman's lawn, I missed you, summer.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
... why is there a bottle of pee on my headboard?
I had a 10 minute conversation with the refrigerator, it was telling me how it likes to be opened and closed. Ecstasy, I love you.
She told me to pick her up in the corner of shame and self-disgust.
i fell into a bathtub last night and broke the fall with my forehead. my forehead is bruised
my suitemate came in my room last night and flashed me. and then she just walked away. deff transferred to the right school
The port-o-potty that I peed in last night didn't actually have a toilet in it. And i never told anyone until this moment.
I missed you last night. I'm sure he will never forget the night i sang my heart will go on into his penis like a microphone
I gave him a hand job in the parking lot... now he thinks we're meant for each other...
On cleanup... i've counted 94 solo cups so far.. oh, and i found a miniature top hat in the microwave
That confirms what we've all known all along. I'm a bad gay. I have no fashion sense.
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