Alex texted me. Bootycall boy #2. its like an alarm goes off once i'm single that the line is open again
i wish we had morning classes together so we can spike our coffee.
Some girl next to me in class is making a list of whta to pack for spring break & it was a normal list until she put birth control in all caps w/ stars around it
the man who designed bathrooms to have toilets within easy puking distance from the shower is my hero
now were playing what girl doesnt belong in the picture of girls in bikinis.
It's official. I now have that "I was drunk and needed the money" college story to share later in life.
I got a phone call from security asking me to do my laundry wearing more than a blanket next time.
She was really fucking loud. My neighbors definetly knew my name...
His penis will pick the quickest route to vagina. it's like an biological onstar.
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
Oh it's tea and biscuits for everyone. An possibly pink eye
In other news, I just threw up my burrito and am currently on all fours literally crawling back to my bed
I made soup. Now I'm having post soup making wine. I had pre soup making wine also.
Her dad had just brought down their giant American flag for 4th of July and we fucked on it. I have never been more patriotic
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