I feel like inappropriate phrases from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation more accurately describe my break. “I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where’s the Tylenol?”
On a much much lighter note I’m coasting into my hometown with a checked from Daddy to get my hair done by my old hairdresser looking at my name on the watertower ❤️
20. I appreciate that we have a code for when you need to puke, but please stop using it so often.
21. Can you please stop running everywhere you go? I’m not chasing you and the fraternity pledges are getting tired of me assigning them to follow you.
We had a Halloween Fun House for them, and we do tons of charity work with them. I’m not saying this to boost myself up. Her life may not be the greatest but for one night some college girls paid attention to her, painted her face, played games with her, and sang songs from her favorite movie with her, and I think that’s pretty great that she was able to have that if only for one night.
My problem isn’t usually that no one notices me there. It’s usually all those random people asking me in class if I remember talking to them at a party….
The Blacklist parody- The Black Book: a mysterious man comes into a young sorority woman’s life and attempts to protect her from all the men who will soon be entered into her little black book.
I’ll be real with you Rush. I would do the same thing. Everyone is trying to be the good guy, but I troll with you in a heartbeat! Today I asked a telemarketer if he would still loan me money if I filed for bankruptcy yesterday. He hung up.
I would be mildly jealous, but we have a weird relationship, and if the girl made him happy, I’d be happy for him. We met my freshman year and found out our moms were high school best friends. I was there for him when his fiancé cheated on him, and they broke up. He’s an amazing person, and I deeply care about him, but I know we would be unhappy if we dated, so I’m oddly ok with being only physical and having a normal friendship.
I’ve seen him with other girls and I’m unphased. He always ends up with me in his bed and it’s truly only physical as far as a relationship goes. We still talk about my dying grandma and his stress that he’s about to graduate. The only people who know about us are the ones that have seen me leave his house in the mornings and I think no one else knowing to make it awkward is how we pull it off.
I’m that 2% that truly loves him but knows he’s too much of an asshole to marry, so we’ve been hooking up for months. It’s beyond casual, and we still hang out like best friends.
It didn’t post the others or the emojis!
3. Fleeeeek
4. I love this and you
Your comments on all of your sisters’ Instagram posts are one of the following:
1. Can I be you?
2. You’re so hot
I just went to the store and bought hog jowl and black eyed peas for my Southern traditions
I understand what she’s saying, but she’s wrong. If she married him, her monogram would use her maiden name instead of her middle name.
Except that’s not how you do married monograms so it would be TSF…
I feel like inappropriate phrases from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation more accurately describe my break. “I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where’s the Tylenol?”
Always knowing everyone because they introduce themselves like “OMG aren’t you ______?? I’ve heard so much about you!” TSTC.
On a much much lighter note I’m coasting into my hometown with a checked from Daddy to get my hair done by my old hairdresser looking at my name on the watertower ❤️
What is leftover alcohol?
Tswift and I have the same car dance moves ❤️
24. Everyone begs you to cook for them.
20. I appreciate that we have a code for when you need to puke, but please stop using it so often.
21. Can you please stop running everywhere you go? I’m not chasing you and the fraternity pledges are getting tired of me assigning them to follow you.
We had a Halloween Fun House for them, and we do tons of charity work with them. I’m not saying this to boost myself up. Her life may not be the greatest but for one night some college girls paid attention to her, painted her face, played games with her, and sang songs from her favorite movie with her, and I think that’s pretty great that she was able to have that if only for one night.
My problem isn’t usually that no one notices me there. It’s usually all those random people asking me in class if I remember talking to them at a party….
The Blacklist parody- The Black Book: a mysterious man comes into a young sorority woman’s life and attempts to protect her from all the men who will soon be entered into her little black book.
I’ll be real with you Rush. I would do the same thing. Everyone is trying to be the good guy, but I troll with you in a heartbeat! Today I asked a telemarketer if he would still loan me money if I filed for bankruptcy yesterday. He hung up.
I would be mildly jealous, but we have a weird relationship, and if the girl made him happy, I’d be happy for him. We met my freshman year and found out our moms were high school best friends. I was there for him when his fiancé cheated on him, and they broke up. He’s an amazing person, and I deeply care about him, but I know we would be unhappy if we dated, so I’m oddly ok with being only physical and having a normal friendship.
I’ve seen him with other girls and I’m unphased. He always ends up with me in his bed and it’s truly only physical as far as a relationship goes. We still talk about my dying grandma and his stress that he’s about to graduate. The only people who know about us are the ones that have seen me leave his house in the mornings and I think no one else knowing to make it awkward is how we pull it off.
I’m that 2% that truly loves him but knows he’s too much of an asshole to marry, so we’ve been hooking up for months. It’s beyond casual, and we still hang out like best friends.
The doctor who survived gave her his plasma today! Prayers that this helps!