I don't know what's more pathetic, the fact that you dated him or the fact that it took a Taylor Swift song for you to break up with him.
We just saw him running from campus police a few minutes ago. So no, I don't think he's still passed out on the quad.
He said something pertaining to Ragu and vodka I'm worried
We just had to use a designated driver to get to night class.
Exactly. Because my vagina can't be consoled with words. It requires a thicker form of communication
Omg. I have a story to tell you later about that girl that just crawled on stage
Its okay that he doesn't remember you, he only remembers girls by their boobs and I think you were wearing a jacket
I only have one kid whom I wish to hit in the face with an active jackhammer. How's work?
How hard is it to grasp the concept of 'I lost an impromptu saber bout and so I have to make a macaroni map of Soviet Russi, including Kazicstan'!?
He's got the most well kempt beard I've ever seen and I need it between my thighs is basically what I'm saying
Then, he ate me out while I watched Bo Burnham. Best. Night. Ever.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
You said if the geese can walk on the lake so can I.
He said watch this and then went and tripped into a group of 40 year old women, now he's leaving the club with them.
Sitting naked, eating lucky charms with rain boots on
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