whats wrong with me. i have a coffee mug of wine in the library and i'm doing homework
i wish i could swallow nair and shit it out and it would get rid of all my ass hair.
This is final. The chair stays in the bathroom, we are too old to be puking from the floor, grown ups sit in chairs infront of the toilet to puke.
Or grown ups don't drink themselves into vomiting.
what customs doesn't know wont hurt them
do you think she knows her nickname is brickface?
I am still sore from last night. I can't wait for you to meet my parents.
It's okay. I've dumbed down my notes over the semester because I knew I wouldn't be up to understanding things come finals.
At this point, if I'm not getting fucked by a man in ONLY cowboy boots, it's not worth it.
Why do I think he'd like to keep my hair in a box?
So unless we're getting married, I can't see him cry AND have sex with him. It just doesn't work like that.
You should be able to leave recommendations on Tinder.
The zoom feature on snap chat videos is the worst thing to ever happen to sexting
The only thing about him that I appreciated was that he destroyed the bathroom at your birthday and missed singing to you. And we all knew.
That awkward moment when you bring a guy back to your place then have to tell him you only have magnums.
We hooked up and he sent me home with a plant and skittles lmao
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