its like whenever the snow comes all the hott girls drop out of school. where are they
I made a mac n' cheesicle. Better in my head than in real life. Gonna keep smoking to see if it gets better.
Had a speaker in class today. She asked whats the first question when you see someone pregnant. I said whos the father? She was looking for "is it a boy or a girl?"
The calves of my jeans are covered in jello shots from Sunday, how desperate do I have to be before I start licking them?
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
Its what happens when I drink whiskey in a sweater. It makes me feel mature and ponderful.
nothing worse than walking out of class after 3 hours and having covered exactly zero information
walking out with herpes. that would be worse
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
Nothing says Panama City like condoms washing up on the shore.
Any time you've had a failed relationship, I blast No Sex for Ben by The Rapture and dance around my room. I wish I was joking.
I wanted to get all my legit stuff out, but then I decided I didn't trust drunk me with my own things
Good decision.
I wrote "fuck you meg" on my toaster strudel with the icing. I call it "passive aggressive breakfast"
It's like the cookie assaulted me with being high.
i feel like i shouldn't just had to send a text that said "no i will not eat your ass"
All I remember is pissing by the garage and the next thing I know I'm on fire
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