i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
pedialite and red bull = repair kit
so for future reference,at what point did you feel like a line had been crossed?
you were carrying a trash bag around insisting it was your purse. I'll let you guess how your night went
I'm inventing beer flavored vodka. This raspberry shit makes me feel like a pussy.
after taking her first shot and having her first random hook up she finally feels like she is ready for college
she has no idea
sometimes i wish i was a boob, they get to chill in soft and cuddly little cup things.
I dislocated my rib eating pizza. I think I am broken.
My brain is foggy with friends reruns and him licking hummus off my tits.
I am omw to AA Fellowship by the sea w Jenny and a stripper who just paid for our jetski with 85 $1 bills
corona bottle fell out of my backpack and broke in the middle of my physics midterm. yay me.
The ONLY place I sext is in my anatomy class. It's an amped up level of playing doctor.
One minute we were ordering sandwhiches. The next hes peeing in a trash can yelling at kids about how tv made him this way
found a thong and $20 in my right pocket. it's going to be a good day
He came into my room last night and started peeing underneath my desk, I told him the bathroom was the next door over.
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