Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
Ps what kind of horrible ppl are we that we both checked blackberries during sex and neither minded?
it's a well known fact that sluts are attracted to bright colors
american apparel?
try lime green
TRUE LIFE: my roommate is growing a bush.
better yet, TRUE LIFE: my roommates boyfriend begged her to grow a bush.
don't ever try to run hungover. just puked mid-run in front of an old couple that were going for a walk. they were horrified.
but you must be fair and judge his penis by normal penis standards and not let your vision be clouded by the rare gem of a penis you have recently encountered
They sext over her pic comments. Role playing as wolves.
The only reason I'd ever want a boyfriend is so that someone would spoon feed me applesauce when I'm so hungover I can't move
I just tried to text you by typing "whoa" into my contacts.
Also, beer. Big fan.
as he was bent over the toilet, he turned to me and said "barbarian kyle is much stronger than regular kyle" and then went right back to puking.
Shouting "one vagina to rule them all" was probably not the best way to meet our best mates fiance
I felt really bad for not letting her go in, it was like we were dangling lesbians in front of her
As a plus, I've lost 5 pounds in two days, so "party all weekend" is officially a valid diet plan.
yeah, i thought because of the nature of his job he would have been better at it, but i guess there's a difference between a bagpipe and vagina
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