If I remember taking any of my finals after tomorrow night, it will not have been a successful night.
We just made a drinking game out of our chemistry review. This might explain my chemistry grade.
Made out with a girl in a wheelchair and rode her around while I was blackout. On a new level.
I was dressed as bob Ross as this occurred
this is you don't wonder off at 3 am with no pants on. Just stay there and pray to god you don't get arrested for being on school property.
I'll probably just lay on my couch bra-less sipping wine out of a straw so I don't have to lift my head.
Drag queen told me that I have the cheek bones to do drag. That's supposed to boost my moral.
Chasing shots with sriracha-covered mini toast was, in retrospect, not the best idea.
well I think it'll pretty much be gone by Saturday. On a scale of 1- Snooki's unborn child how much do periods freak you out?
I know it I should, but it's kinda nice. It's smells like unbridled enthusiasm and copious amounts of melt your face off sex.
Whatever you didn't send me pics of you topless making bacon
The fact that you're allowing Santa to dry hump your ass is sort of a dealbreaker
At least I had a $10 coupon for Plan B today. Smart shopping for bad decisions
How many times do I have to tell you I'm not bisexual.
.....unless there is alcohol involved
I woke up to an email from expedia confirming my flight to hong kong
We fucked on the roof... like that has to mean something
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