9 am. shotgunning while conditioning my hair. i love college football season.
It's nice to sit in the library and see the progression from freshman pledge to 6th year coke addict all at one table. Gotta love sororities
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
I always know the weekend is over when the real license comes out and the fake goes back into the hiding spot.
Even though ive seen her get fisted by another girl at a party, shes still a doctor.
Is it mean that I just sent him a pic of my tits with the header, "say bye bye?"
I didn't want to have to tell you this, violating our brother/sister code not to discuss these things but: for the love of christ stop inviting that 21 year old idiot I slept with for six months to EVERY PARTY WE THROW.
I woke up naked, with the lights on, using my backpack as a pillow and a pillow as a blanket.
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
I made everything so magnificently awkward in under 15 seconds. I am magic.
Because 9 pm Thursday you drink a loco cause you just wanna get drunk and have a good time with your friends. Then you wake up on Tuesday and you've had 17 locos and you're pregnant, lying on the side of the road, 3 states over. THAT'S why we don't have only locos parties.
I basically have the attention span of a ferret on meth when it comes to men
You were lost on foot. Texted us and told us that N*Sync couldn't save you, and then you "met Jesus" in your car.
i looked at my texts in the morning and saw that i had a full conversation with myself via text thinking it was someone else. i rejected myself
Well, if you do die, I'll bedazzle your coffin.
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