C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
how did your night go?
he asked for my myspace name.
no one is going to fuck you in a field of bunnies
a drug dealer just gave me his business card. it had his face on it drinking a 40oz
4 maple syrup blunts. Decided to sit on my roof and count the snowflakes that landed on my tongue. 84.
theyll ask where you are and ill say on a date crying in a sombrero
like that time i did too much ghb at gay pride
i was super drunk. to the point where i was putting shredded cheese on a fork, putting hot sauce on it then dipping it in salsa. it was awesome.
He filled our room with little plastic cups of beer so the only way I could get out was by drinking them all.
If you were wondering whether I accidentally FaceTime called the undergrad who works for me in lab during a particularly graphic blow job last night, then the answer is yes.
But I do know they give away thousands and thousands in booze
My liver has a boner
Wake up we need to beat the walk of shame rush hour
I think I reached some stage of aging, have a sore/injured shoulder from sex, next up carpal tunnel from sexting.
Are there any rules against fucking the hot TA?
Maybe for her....
Her problem, not mine
Just taking a shit and realized the captain planet theme song is stuck in my head.
He and I tag each other in memes all day. You could say it's getting pretty serious.
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