Woke up with feathers in my hair. at work. still drunk. sooo awkward.
Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
You said eat breakfast. So i poured Baileys on top of m&m's. It taste just like like cereal I swear.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
Yeah sorry about that. I got pulled into the Russian student society's end of term party. There was too much vodka and eurodance to come help you pack.
I think the universe has a conglomeration of sentences reserved only for me.
Shut the fuck up. It's not the end of the world. Now come get your asshole bleached with me or we're not roommates anymore.
GOD DAMMIT TARYN WHY DO WE ALWAYS HAVE TO ROB PLACES IN OUR FUTURE PLANS?!
the straight edge chick smoked with me, because according to her my bowl is pretty
If the fate of the world hinged on some chubby girl getting laid, the president would dispatch me with a fifth of Jameson immediately and then rest easy.
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
Maybe it’s too soon to casually tell the boss that I went to Tulsa for some dick last night
my grocery list today consisted of condoms. and butter.
umm... whats the butter for?
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