The highlight of my Saturday night was singing along to the sound of music alone in my room.
So all semester this guy and girl have been talking, and today is the last class and we are doing nothing. I would have skipped but I want to see if he seals the deal or pusses out. It's like a season finale.
Biggest lesson I have learned in college: Drink if you are happy. Drink more if you aren't.
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
Human Centipede: The Drinking Game. This is non-negotiable. First one to pass out the rest of us get to FEEEEED THEM!
After blacking out and loosing my phone for a month, I found it in the parking lot across the street. Last text "rager in the street". I remember none of this.
Ugh I miss culture and lesbians already
Btw. Being a stripper for a week without anyone knowing to pay off my school loan is no longer in my agenda.
True. So did you hook up with pasta or the ultimate warrior
Little bit of both
it is my last wish that my tale be published posthumously as a warning to anyone thinking of eating burger king at nine am
Checking my Tinder matches as I sit here in the waiting room at Planned Parenthood. I can't be stopped.
Any sexual interaction is meaningless without pizza during half time.
Well if YOU HAVE TO KNOW, we're laying across the street from the bar on that grassy hill trying to see who's she's with at the bar.
Texting people and counting condoms..we have like fourteen. Goal for this week: use all of them
Btw I thought it was impossible to use up 48 bottles of patron in one night but I was wrong...
Randomize
