Sitting in the library lobby in the middle of exam week. Drunk. Dressed as santas slutty helper. Waiting for the student shuttle service. People are clapping for me as they walk by. Tell me how this isnt college
just threw up nine times in the shower.. solid night last night.
I'm pretty sure this all started when I found a vibrator in my mom's sock drawer and had my first orgasm when I was ten...
I only made out with him because he cured my hiccups
i dont care. it has been a 14 hour day, and we are all celebrating by alternating shots and grilled cheese.
I would makeout with my roommate, but im not drunk enough and she doesnt like bacon fat
The good thing about having holes in your nose from all the drugs you do is that you can't smell nasty things. Like puke.
I'm watching him slurp a whole mango out of her hand. It's disturbingly arousing.
I lost my flask somewhere between dancing shirtless to The Spice Girls and walking around Wawa opening/eating things and putting them back.
Dude when the cops came you ran through the fence. Fucking THROUGH it. You're a master ditcher.
You meet the best people naked in a hot tub at 2 am.
So when the drug raid cops tell you, you should get out of the relationship, it probably means its time.
I feel like I should acknowledge that I see you as a human and not a ragdoll sex object
am i the only one who finds it a little awkward seeing as we all made out last night?
The night got way more interesting after Jimmy started doing summersaults in front of the bar.
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