john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
I don't really want to write this paper. It's the last one of the semester - I need to savor the feeling of procrastination.
we talked about european history as he fucked me from behind in the shower... i think it was a success
and then he said "my sister has the same underwear!" please come get me.
You threw up on yourself, then proceeded to tell us "to not make a mess in your car"
just threw up what i'm pretty sure look like contents of a lava lamp
Did I really just find a cheez- it box full of condoms in your room?
apparently putting your t-shirt on your head with a bottle of captain and telling girls your the pirate king of tallahassee doesn't work
We were so hungover we fell asleep in Goodyear waiting for them to fix her car. At 4 in the afternoon on a Sunday. The workers apparently didnt want to vacuum because they didn't want to wake us.
If, when you wake up, you're wondering why you're in the bathtub, it's because when I tried to move you, you yelled that that was cheating and tried to kick me in the face.
Fair enough.
You rubbed a frozen pizza in my face. The concerning part was that it was semi cooked from our body heat
She's the perfect storm of great hair, big boobs, intellectualism, and mild moral ambiguity.
Just witnessed a man yell "gonna catch a slut!" at himself in the mirror while doing bicep curls at the gym.
I was...perplexed.
Yeah I knew you'd like him. He's emotionally and physically self destructive.
We would have so much to talk about!
We blew shit up to. With a cannon.
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