I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
i decided not to call her again when she started singing "goodbye my lover" as i was walking out the door..
Had a student tell me he misses the old Four Loko. He's in 7th grade. No one is allowed to claim I started drinking too young ever again.
This is breast cancer awareness month... The least we can do is give a stripper some singles.
The important thing is not that we avoid making mistakes, but that we avoid learning from them.
You were a path of destruction, you started with eating half the cake, proceeded by throwing the rest in the sink and dumping water all over it while laughing... then throwing the drunk helmet across the room yelling that you didnt want to wear it... i'd say it was a successful birthday.
Sad Megan is Sad
Have you been drinking my beer?
His hands kept asking for sex, but all I could think was "dude, this is going to ruin my high".
And then the templeton police were like "oh I remember her, yeah the blue haired girl that we picked up cause she was passed out drunk on the side of the road"
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
I knew deleting his texts was a bad idea and I was right. I just used the last time we talked to help me figure out when I had my last period
its like my accent is a device for a 100% chance of sex every time i leave the apartment. i love being english in this country.
There way too many people in that club who have had their dick in me
I just found your "it's drinking time" note in my chem notes. Why did this never happen??
I was waiting for you to find it...I'll be over in 5
Ha. Yeah that's all I found you with this morning. Butt ass naked w my robe across your lap and your arms thrown back in handcuff position.
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