Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
just threw up in the bushes outside my lecture hall. sometimes i hate the freedom college gives you.
There's nothing like puking in the airport on the way TO Vegas. Something tells me i pregamed a little too hard.
I spent most of the night convinced it was my birthday. But I was probably wrong, it can't be January, can it? I'm 90% sure its not. But maybe. The days have got shorter. Is this what unemployment feels like to everyone?
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
theres too many punctuation errors in that text to turn me on.
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
I keep getting the feeling him and his friends are hilarious and we should drink whiskey together forever
Pregnancy test = positive. Hope you still have our old guess who game 'cause daddy elimination begins now.
Also, being stuck with my family all week has made it very clear that I need to be drunk and I need to be fucked pronto
we fucked and then he hand fed me a hot pocket
And today, on Faces I'd Like to Sit On .... The starting line up of the German National Football team
I hate when pubes grow back. My mons is a warzone.
You're the only person I know who's experienced a micropenis and a magnum XL penis
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