i freaking love being in a circle of guys. if i fart none of them suspect me.
He played a tape of his mad rapping skills after the final...his rapper name was Mad Stylz and he rapped about all the pussy he got in the 90's. I love Sociology.
I just keep sniffing it hoping for an explanation.
Looks like a significant portion of my drinking money just became legal fees.
Nothing will ever prepare you for the moment when you are sitting on your friends bathroom floor with no pants on eating string cheese & pita at 2am.
I would personally love to see the surveillance video of me throwing my stuff inside, peeing on the sidewalk, then crying hysterically when I realized I locked myself out. Again.
I hate him and his pretentious your-sleeping-in-the-wet-spot look.
We are sitting here staring into each others eyes, mutually rubbing forks up and down our respective noses. High as balls doesn't even begin to cover it.
No one ever gets any after sleeping with her. She is like the broken mirror of hookups, enjoy 7 years of blue ball. Don't say I didn't warn you
I ate you ate to the whole david gray album
SO DRUNK
PUKED IN DRIVEWAY
TELL PARENTS SORRY
NO FUCKBOY SHALL PASS OPERATION #BITCHMODE HAS SUCCEEDED
He walked in on me masturbating and on my phone but got mad because I wasn't watching porn just tweeting
finals do horrible things to a person. i haven't worn pants since friday
I really love you. Like, more than tequila...& we both know that's my favorite.
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