Locked eyes w/ her at mainstreet, and said 'yeah yeah get it!' From there we started violently making out on the dancefloor (I had a FULL boner, ps) and then I got her number
I assume you are not resopnding because you are having sex thus i give you a text message high five
i googled "the goonies drinking game." i may be alone, but i'm living the college dream.
New channing tatum movie.
I'll bring my vibrator.
So, you didn't have time to come pick me up but you did have time to get plastered and then write "champagne money" on every one of my statuses for the past month?
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
I'm buying you potatoes, the least you could do is not ask any fucking questions and just say thank you.
I just sang country roads at the top of my lungs with my cab driver. Tonight was a success.
We have such limited time together he literally sends me text messages that are like "I sent my roommates on an impossible quest, we have 15 minutes." it's that bad.
It's definitively the wine. Every time I can drink and work I feel like I win at the game of life.
Someone came into our hotel room and took our remote
What should I do?
I wrote an entire paper in under an hour about The Nightmare Before Christmas. I was also high as shit and pretty sure I dedicated half the page to the animation but still.
I'm shotgunning a meatball sub and watching flip or flop. i have reached a new level of singledom.
I mean, I was expecting a little more coke snorting and a little less kids and cake
Think I was still drunk when I woke up cause I went and bought a mandolin
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