I just dry heaved the smell of jagerbombs....which proceeded to make me hurl for real.
feel weird hangin out with you now that i've eaten your sister out
he was CRYING into my vagina
Keeping my bail papers as a souvenir from when I was arrested. Too weird?
i wrote her a fucking poem. i better get laid for that
And I know a few people wouldnt want to even be around high people. Which is sad. But jet packs are cool.
We need a plan...
Find random men. Use them as sexual objects. There's our plan.
I just got a mental picture of us having sex in a trash can.
They just kept handing me shots and saying welcome to college
If after tonight I can still walk on my own, take me to another bar.
"guaranteed dick" "anywhere - her room, my room, trees, couch"
Sorry that was quotes about you from the grad student.
I have Denny's hours of operations written on the palm of my hand....not in my writing, in a girls writing, is that as good as or equal to a cell number?
Also, I'm sat on the floor drinking cava because life is just not working for me tonight.
hey, i didnt think i could be this stupid either but you dont see ME getting all judgemental about it
there is another microwave in the elevator.
Randomize
