I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I reached in my backpack to pull out my laptop. I found my bottle of Jack and 2 bottles of Coke. It's going to be a good class.
passed a homeless guy with a sign that read "420 vetran" we gave him a bowl of bud
Im just a social blackout drinker.
I cant tell which is worse. That its only my third time doing laundry this year or that its the first time ive done it sober.
Most violent shit of my life. New Years resolution of eating better is already kicking me in the face.
I forgot if I was chewing my gum or my tongue
tried to chug a glass full of ice cubes. went better then expected.
The guy next to me just said he wont play beer pong on principle. Im scared.
He said something last night about making crepes, but after getting pissed on in bed, I question everything.
I know I joke about running from my problems a lot but I'm 3 miles off-campus and need a ride
6 hours ago I jacked off a a guy for $100. I explained it away as "compensation" for gas and tolls. WHAT am I doing with my life? Quickest and easiest $100 I ever made though, haha
Started dabbing in blow again because he always hated that I did it. Yuh I’m doing drugs but at least I’m doing me?
well...I was at work...until someone dropped dead during their performance of "I believe I can fly". It was karaoke night.
Dude, you screamed I AM THE WALRUS while giving a statue of Ronald McCdonald a lapdance. You were NOT sober.
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