So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I'm in my winter jacket and nothing else. very drunk. bring bitches.
Stealing vibrators from Walmart together was when I realized you'd be my Maid of Honor.
He snuck out of bed at 9 am and came back with pizza and a bottle of wine. I think I'm in love!
dude, apparently i tried to force feed my grandma bananas last night.
Ive consumed more rum studying for law school finals than I did that time I fucked that fat chick in the back of VW Beetle. It's all ugly, but for different reasons.
"can of pringles" is totally a legitimate measure of time
I don't remember much of half-time. I do remember climbing onto the roof of the fraternity and telling people I was going to stargaze in French.
I am convinced that after two dates and a few adult sleepovers that he still doesn't know my name.
I just want brownies and waffles and someone to lick my tits
I'm high and having a granola buffet this has got to be the healthiest I have ever been
We broke up. And I told him he better give me my fucking star wars movies tomorrow. Priorities.
Good, I don't think Coke dipped ring pops hold up in the mail anyway.
I need to sleep so I can die properly tomorrow.
He told us when he was 10 he started shoving bars of soap up his ass for pleasure so i winked at him
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