I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
all adderall does is make me the grand champion of using wikipedia.
i bought a pregnancy test with dimes. Is that trashy?
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
I just heard someone say "gosh-darnit" and they didn't have a southern twang. I worry for New York.
thank you whoever used my nalgene as a flask. pregamin in chem
when your 30 and im 37 and we're lonely and single, lets make a pact to murder each other.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
why is there blood on my car? and are we still friends?
Ps I think male models just broke down outside or maybe gay German sex travelers
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
I am talking to a naked lesbian about robots. I think this means I win life.
I forgot to respond before, I was apologizing for confusing sex with secret Santa.
Dude, don't beat around the bush. We're fucked and you know it.
I brought coffee but not enough for the naked guy on your porch
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