Whenever I'm sad I just imagine if babies were born with mustaches...
I feel like I should I write an apology note to the frat for falling down stairs, passing out on the couch, and chugging the entire bottle of burnetts at semiforml last weekend. Apparently I was the main topic of discussion at their chapter meeting last night.
I know now the amount of smoke it takes to set off the fire alarm....no longer worried about using the bong...not even close
i'm not accepting baked goods from anyone for awhile. especially after the stalker pie.
He is making me drink his THC water out of a milk jug.
It looks like sephora exploded on his dick, so i assumed I was the second girl that gave him head that night.
he said he was going grocery shopping but when he came back all he had was a jumbo bag of pancake mix and case of beer.
the essentials, lol
There's mini weenies and empanadas everywhere...
I am thinking about buying a decorative chest for all our sex stuff....
You have to just make a conscious effort not to make out with people when he's around if you want to keep him in your life?
Great, now even dream!me is a drunken borderline mess.
I had no plans to sleep with him, but he had to stay because of the snow. I always say, don't look a gift storm in the mouth.
so hungover. idk whos house or comp im on
I quit doing blow for him. If that doesn’t say “I’m in love with you and want to marry you” idk what does
We're like a married couple, but we only have sex on college holidays and other people's birthdays.
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