ok this is the part where i go up stairs and pass out incoherently untill 6 30 tommaorw morning and not rember any of this. love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
Well, I looked over and you and him were each making out with a fireman. And then you switched. And you probably spent an hour like that.
ATTN: We are officially 15 weeks from our annual "Get-Mega-Stoned-and-BBQ" event. Start saving up the proper supplies. That is all.
We wore fake mustaches and shirts that said team mustache ride to a party we weren't even invited to
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
I know it's wrong but I'm human. Now get over here, tie me up, feed me pizza and Fuck the crazy out of me. Please.
Sara can't come to the phone right now. She's currently having an in-depth conversation with a flower pot.
I pretty much just wake up, masturbate at least twice, and go to the beach. #Unemployed. I do look for jobs in between all that tho.
Ethically, this is the worst thing I've ever done. Financially, however...
Of course you try to burn the house down on the one night we take down the smoke alarm so we can use the fog machine more
Bug bite on my vagina. I think we need to stop this 'sex in awesome places campaign.'
My vagina knows your penis is sad about Andrew Luck. You should come over and let her comfort him in his time of need
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