update: the house isnt on fire anymore, but he is still pissing on all your stuff.
the house was on fire??
shit I thought I told you.
And he just showed me his vera bradley wallet...
And people are going to start dressing like that in public, it's just ridiculous, the goths and now the GAGAs
Washing the last semen-stained shirt you have really solidifies a breakup. It just got real.
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
Spent the last thirty minutes staring at the wall with Leah. It's definitly moving
tell me why there is a bowl of oatmeal from starbucks in my purse
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
I'm like the Mother Theresa of booty calls.
You try staying up all night fucking a guy with a curved dick and see how much you want to go out after that.
He would come to class in wrapped in nothing but a pink towel
The best part of the night was you shouting "I have to take the LSAT tomorrow" between shots of fireball.
Apparently I thanked the paramedics over and over again for saving the "happy new year" beads that I was wearing
i just wanna know who wrote "dibbz" on my ass?
I NEED HELP. IM TRIPPIN BAWLS IN THE BACK OF MY MOMS CAR.
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