I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
420 ftw
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I can't believe believe she called me a slut. She doesn't know anything about me or my life.
Shit, that's something a lot of sluts say.
You know you're true friends when you can talk about what sexual diseases you may or may not have.
a girl just showed up to class in a zip up hoddie and sweat pants. said she over slept. i guess she got hot and unzipped it , it was only then she realized was sleeping without a shirt or bra.
He was telling me how the song fireflies makes him feel like he can talk to animals
you know it's time to start studying when you've procrastinated to the point where you're reading your roommate's ex-boyfriend's wall posts from 2006.
Waking up to find your mom holding your birth control pills and telling you I suggest you take this
Just found a pack of birth control on the corner of Oakland and Thomas, so if your desperate its up for grabs.
Liz is crying about burritos again.
Woke up this morning naked, wrapped in a bath mat with a wad of singles on the table. I'm calling it a win.
You're seeing with your vagina, not your eyes.
Once you share a nude experience with someone and three Norwegian guys, you're bound for life.
Are you serious?! She sent a pizza instead of showing up?!
She did indeed. Papa Johns. It helped because I was super hangry. That bitch is smart!
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