i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
I've now graduated to the level of gay where I can tell Tegan and Sara apart.
Omg he's telling my parents stories about him doing jaagerbombs ... Lord help me
He made me write my name on his wall in crayon so he'd be able to remember it in the morning
This is a great bar, except you can't even randomly burst into song without them assuming you're drunk and cutting you off.
I told him he deserved someone better...then I told him he looked very fuck-able wearing nothing but sweat pants. We'll break up in the morning.
Guess who was PASSED OUT ON A BMW. I shit you not
Stop it right now
This time face forward
He said the pain stops when I get my shit together and stop being a drugged out alcoholic mess. Could have just said no.
Do you think it's wrong for me to hop on that dick before he realizes that he's gay?
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
Ask him to BK for an ice cream cone and do him in the car. That counts as a date
I just sent a dick pic to a number on Craigslist, this may be my new low
Whelp, I woke up on the front lawn this morning. I have got to stop wearing these underwear. Every time I do, I end up puking in someone's greenery.
In honor of Randy Savage we're wearing spandex and handing out slim jim's with option to suplex. Get behind it
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