I'm going to take the bottles back.. And maybe get an x-ray
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
Im beginning to think that if I ever write an autobiography it will have to be mostly fill in the blank.
If it's any consolation, your boobs looked awesome.
It's 2:30 on a Friday afternoon. It's snowing and must be about 20 degrees outside. I'm sitting in this class with 300 people using up every ounce of energy and willpower not to puke all over the girl in front of me. This has got to stop.
corona bottle fell out of my backpack and broke in the middle of my physics midterm. yay me.
Sex in the corn maze.....not as good as advertised.
That's how I like my men: traumatized and crying in a ball
I told him we could fuck whenever was concurrent for both of us
They live across the street from a school baseball field so they have porter potties across the street and let's just say that I'm grateful they exist
Im gonna go for the gay guy. The ginger is freaking me out.
He told me he was gonna go wash a trailer and somehow I ended up eating vodka fruit with children in a green bean field.
Not sure what happened last night, but I woke up without a shirt on and cereal glued to my boobs...
it's a rainbow of FUCK YOU
And by not handle it I mean it makes me want to sit on his face
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