its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
If fate has that penis in my future.....I'm down.
Hey, no judgement here...this is the girl that threw up on a box of kittens at the magician's house
the caf people were giving us weird looks and she yelled ITS A LIFE STYLE
Then me, her, and her mom snorted tequila. The bartender was in shock.
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
do you want me to tag you in the pics from the party?
Hmm. Use your judgment. Bootlicking pics are probably not ok. Otherwise fine.
We created a neighborhood watchdog drinking game
The bottle of Jameson may have been a bit aggressive for a Sunday cookout.
He knows whenever I get drunk I'm going to call him and make fun of his major. Its like a reverse booty call.
We were like ok let's be eachothers maid of honor and then you were like "ok see you at the wedding" and walked away
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
Sometimes self-care is taking a shot of vodka and moving on.
hi, I love you... and I'm sorry your floor is covered in popcorn, your cabinet is broken, all your alcohol is gone, you're 80 dollars poorer, everything in your bedside table is soaked in beer, austin slept in your bed in those disgusting underwear, I made out with your toilet seat, and for talking to your mom with a four loko in my hand
your mission the party friday: cockblock me at ALL costs. I've cheated on my boyfriend twice. I feel like three times would be crossing some sort of line...
and no, I don't care how how hot he is
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