i have a feeling tonight will end in rehab
State Street has never looked so beautiful than during my walk of shame.
so far i wrote 500 words for a paper on sean paul performing we be burnin..i can officially do anything on adderral
flashcards smell like vodka and my textbook is in the toilet. ready for the final
He has 250 profile pictures. Of course he was a douchebag
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
These guys are walking up and down the hallway yelling, "Yo, is this the floor with the unisex bathroom?"
I just don't know about this life anymore. Quite frankly I think I belong up there in the great blue, lounging on a cloud sippin tea with Jesus
Oh my fucking god I saw the pictures. What the mother fucking fuck. Destroy the pictures. Destroy the fucking pictures.
Please confirm the destruction of the pictures. NOW.
At our floor meeting the RA was talking about bathroom hygiene and I really wanted to be like "what about shower sex."
Valid question
Cause a man that looks THAT good must have an ass that tastes like lucky charms
Stoned in some guys basement listening to ELO. it's like its 1978.
I still can't get over the fact that he thinks I have my life together... That has to be one of the nicest yet most sadly misled things anyone has ever said about me
I NEED A MOM FRIEND. NOW.
probably because i sent a bunch of guys a snap saying happy one year to my nipple piercings
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