: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
Being alone has allowed me to flourish into a complete weirdo
this stripper weighs a pound. I feel like I should tip her in food.
Using the ceiling fan to slice the hotdogs in mid-air can only be contributed to our liberal use of 1800.
I think I pulled my groin stumbling back from the bar. That or the hippo I woke up next to.
It's not a good hook up if during you're thinking "how will this damage me psychologically"
I woke up with a pinecone in my hair. A full pine cone.
Last night I dreamt that I sold my car and used the money to have wheels surgically implanted in my feet and legs so I became a human heely and I just rolled everywhere
Wellp yesterday was spent absurdly hungover and today was spent in planned parenthood so I hope that's not an indication of the year to come
There is a car windscreen wiper in my handbag... Not my car's, not ok.
Well shit, I would've slept with him if I knew he was gonna be in the draft.
He kept saying I needed to go to the hospital and it just made me want to call him a pussy so I went to bed
all the one night stand stories i have end with me crying on my RA's floor stuffing cupcakes into my mouth
he went down on me and a few minutes later he asked to show me a magic trick. then he pulled a quarter out of my vagina
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