Spring semester is just not the same w/o you
I see lights
Your drunk and in times square. Time to take the 2 train home.
I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
if you call bong hits and onion rings a party, then yeah
i think i just heard my dad finish in the other room...
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
I'm telling everyone at work the mark on my neck is a hickey but really I was taking a shit while straightening my hair and burned myself
First week back and I made to one class, its gonna be okay after all.
Woke up in the middle of my kitchen clutching a cheesy gordita crunch
The problem I'm having with looking for jobs while drunk is reading is really hard
fuck you I'm eating salad I can't be drunk.
When you can't finish your jumbo margarita and figure pouring it into a to go box will suffice... Midnight snack?
it's like i'm your dad, but instead of reminding you to bring your lunch to school i remind you to take a good long hit from your bong.
you have to get here a cop came into the bar and she looks like Sarah Palin. I think I'm gonna try and bang her
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