you dont know how to answer ppls txts anymore?!?
im sorry, i don't get text messages.
I just need someone to hold me and tell me i dont turn boys gay
I wish life was like the Sims. Right when you're pregnant the music would play and I would just know instead of agonizing for the next two weeks.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
i just got a clause named after me in the 'alcohol and drug use' section of the handbook. this is certainly a warning sign.
whenever I think of his sister, I just picture a chick with a huge beard
we just pregamed for our presentation... gotta love group bonding
Were gonna hotbox in the trunk. I think there's room for another half of a person if you're interested
we didn't have anything to do and wanted to get our money's worth out of our costumes, so if you see two mermaids day drinking by the creek it's us
Yea i think drunk-me kept all my bar receipts, just to throw it in sober-me's face.
It's like hey here is one penis enjoy nothing but that for the rest of your life
barely 48 hours and I've done the dirty on both of my roommates beds before they've even slept in them
He hasn't responded in 6 hours and the last thing he sent me was a picture of 7 grams of coke. I'm getting kinda worried
She's gonna be mad if she finds out you put weed in her house warming cookies
Because, after all, nothing quite says life in 2020 than doing laundry at 9:40 on a Friday morning to make sure you have masks and underwear.
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