I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
He said he got a lot of action last night. I asked how much? And he said he got to see down her shirt. Freshmen never cease to amaze me.
It was almost awkward to look at you naked while listening to Circle of Life. Just saying.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
You picked up her frozen vom puddle and threw it like a frisbee.
I fucking, woke up on a couch with a towel as a blanket to someones lion king ringtone.
My ideal friend would be my dog as a drug dealer
I feel so nauseous and all I want is string cheese. My life never makes sense.
was it wrong to tell him he's welcome in my pants any time?
Awareness is good for change and all, but ignorance is bliss. I like bliss.
Oh great. I guess I'm second on that list now that we've confirmed she's not a lesbian AND that was her sister.
I just want to drink bourbon and have sex and then eat like, a Christmas cookie.
Fell off the toilet trying to reach to put my tampon in the garbage. Pride hurts real bad.
Thank god I work in a lab. This pinkeye is out of control and my safety glasses are the only thing stopping me from digging at my eye with a pen
Completely unrelated and mildly related, a guy I hooked up with last year in a threeway died, his obit photo was his Grindr photo
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