I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
he just found out his girl is having a boy. he's probably googling "Ed Hardy diapers" as we speak.
At some point last night was I riding a garbage can.. Things are starting to come back to me
I just found scrambled eggs in my shower. Thanks for that, asshole.
There were gay boys and a jukebox. It was like god wanted me to.
We played strip Bananagrams and I won. Thank fuck I read a lot as a child.
What sexual position says im sorry for your loss?
And we're now at 8 people from the office coming to my desk to ask me "do you feel better?".
I slept with someone only because he got my Simon Birch impression. It was a new low.
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
Currently putting together my outfit for this weekend, AKA a poster board that says "I'll cook you breakfast and do all your laundry, take me home." On front and back
"She's seriously grinding on him while whispering into his ear, 'take me to McDonald's.'"
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
Hey bro are you still alive??? I'm sure you are wondering how you ended up laying on the floor at the foot of your bed and why there is a wheelchair by your door....
I consider walking to the bars and dancing my exercise and I buy doubles so my drinks r heavier so that's my arm workout
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