someone shit in a solo cup and left it at the base of the stairs. fuck orlando dude.
Singing into hair straightener during spice girls....sooo dangerous
i feel like someone uncorked me like a wine bottle and pulled a living animal outta my arse.
we're making bets on your personal life
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
Well, I just hope you know I had your best interests at heart when I put your sandwich down my pants.
John stretched a condom over his face and tried to puke in it.
Oh and my new excuse for not being able to hook up is cholera, feel free to use it
After she saw a msg in his phone from me that listed the reasons why I love his cock, I don't think I can deny fucking her ex.
Props to the guy on crutches playing edward forty hands. Dedicated to drinking games is an understatement.
As long as I don't spend the half the week passed out/fucked up on Klonopin and no one dies, this will be the best week I've had all semester.
Preparing for the bar exam has made my whatever disorder you said I have act up again
My goal for the weekend: procure a blowjob using only stern glances, hand gestures, and crudely-drawn stick figures.
You had sex with him AND his man bun. Like not just him but also the bun.
I woke up to the sound of her peeing at the end of the bed at 4am.
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