You came back with puke all over your sweatshirt and started doing darth vader impressions
So two questions...why am I covered in muffins and are there pictures of this.
We pinky-swore to never fuck each other again.
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
Remind me not to get naked underneath a tree I'm allergic to again.
They switched jackets and you didn't notice. You made out with both of them and had no idea
Stoned, drunk, and walking into the library. Look at me multitasking!
Do you think Brian would let me smoke while we fuck? I'm not sure ill survive exams without a constant nicotine intake
Me: 10% human, 90% poor drunken life choices.
sidebar: i fucked your brother last night
Honestly, the only reason I've been productive today was because I ended up organizing my apartment while searching for my vibratory charger.
Sexting my TA in lecture = awesome
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
I am NOT losing my v-card to a guy who doesn't know my ass from my elbow.
Randomize
