So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
As im putting my laundry in the machine, i find a solo cup and a pong ball that i signed babe ruth
I told you it's awful. It looks like he was eating honey at a barbershop and tripped.
He had a cowboy hat I don't know where from and he was trying to lasso a snowman with a dog leash.
I just walked into my exam wearing a mans tshirt and Alex's size 13 crocs twenty min late carrying only a pencil and my heels...I'm not real
I'll just dance on top of the ping pong table, and if it's stable enough for that, then it's stable enough for sex
Called Jeff last night and told him I wanted to have sex in the airport terminal. Blackout Brooke definitely came out last night.
Not sure if it is a new high or new low, but i left a basket on the porch of the sorority I woke up at. It had a description of the Minnie Mouse I woke up next to, and Plan B.
We used a lit joint as a candle for her birthday cake
I'm on a no morals kick. That'll be 3 girls in 24 hours....ending 2011 with a bang
Getting your clit pierced is not something you want to trust to a crazy girl with an ice cube, some vodka, and a sewing needle. Trust me. I learned that the hard way.
Just follow the currents of life. And if they take me on to a guys dick, so be it.
They're either celebrating their tax money or trying to kill each other.
They also submitted to my demands for pizza
I think the heterosexuals across the hall are negotiating about breeding. How do I figure out which one is against it and back them up?
Randomize
