um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
I just heard a girl in all seriousness say, "I told him I'm not a stalker. I just really really want to talk to him."
I don't think the people up for their 8am class were as impressed with how many beads i got last night as we were.
Someone is gonna learn how to start an IV in the morning
we used the bottom of a tampon for coke since no one had a 20 on them. My life has resisted to this.
A woman on my train just walked down the carriage in a wedding dress, crying and clutching a can of Carlsberg. Oh...
IT WAS SO BIG. I FORGOT GOD MADE THEM LIKE THIS.
Now that we have successfully procreated, I need to know we are on the same page. Please tell me you are aware that there are whole seasons of our lives that our child can NEVER be made privy to.
We should probably write this down. That's a shit load of shit.
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
i want to have his babies. i NEED to. shit i wont even ask for child support, he's that goodlooking.
Btw I'm already known as the drunk roommate. Don't know if that's a success or a failure seeing as it hasn't even been a week since I've been here
I was behind him snuggling, I told him I was the big spoon and he told me I was too little it was more like he was wearing a backpack.
Our house rule in beer pong, is that if you get the ball in the bitch cup.... you have to snapchat your balls to everyone on your friends list.
the bucket list is making me question my morals...and sexuality
before i went to bed i wrote myself a note that says 'i feel all swirly'
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