If you die in college, do you die in real life?
all i wanted to do was something grown up. like go to applebees and drink.
Um....sorry for hooking up with your brother last night...
Actually i take that back. You dropped the whiskey last night and broke the bottle. Were even
Things I have that belong to you: shorts, headband, bra, purse, chinese food, vodka, and blood on my jeans. Happy homecoming.
You then proceeded to tell me how good of a cook you were and put raw cookie dough in the champagne.
Take off that red sweater and wear my vagina as a facemask.
I'm having flashbacks from last night. Did I admit to pausing Whitney's funeral because I was watching porn? I believe I did.
For once I want to have sex without having to google the after effects of it.
So the crazy cock blocking bitch sent her a picture of her boobs using MY phone and said: he's busy at the moment
I only had sex with him so I could try to steal his roommate's cat, what kind of girl do you think I am?
You can not love someone based on who they were when they were 9. Does he know how many dicks I've sucked since then?
Sorry it's taking so long, it's harder to take an ass pic with an iPad than you think
I just did a walk of shame on my own block. one of the old neighbors saw and greeted me "good morning, girl next door"
If there's anything else you're planning on stealing from me, please let me know so I can set it on fire
He got you flowers. How bad can the sex really be?