3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
I just spilled my beer all over my laptop.. this is what i get for actually trying to do homework
just took my exes job. there should be an award for how many times I've managed to fuck that girl's life
i wish we had morning classes together so we can spike our coffee.
By the end of the cruise, there was literally nothing in our room he hadn't peed on.
At some point last night Lemondrops turned into me doing shots of vodka and eating sugar packets at the bar.
I consented to having my finger branded. How was your night?
we played a my little pint drinking game. It was awesome.
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
I'm getting better, this year I only showed up drunk to 1 final.
I told him finishing at the same time would be a long-term project. Like flipping a house. A sexual house.
Found sauce from last night's pizza rolls wedged under my phone case... While sitting in my 8 am class. What happened last night?
I didn't have anyone to cheers so I tapped my beer on your fish tank... a little too hard
How long do I have to listen to him talk about the chickens before telling him I just really want to fuck? Note: it's already been twelve minutes.
Just stopped at a cross walk because the light turned red 3 streets down. I'm way too high.
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