: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I'm at some bar in brklyn... just made out with a guy named Owen.
He is a pre-school teacher... just sang me a song about weather.
I'm pretty sure the only race ive ever won was to my mothers egg
I dont even clean my room anymore .. i drunk proof it for when i come back smashed with a guy
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
Saying you want a bj does not count as saying you wanna see me btw.
He gave them shots of purell and called it "acid rain" jello shots. They took them.
I hate freshman.
i go for whatevers easier....i'm bisexual strictly due to the convenience factor
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
i sent you a picture of beads you send me a picture of boobs how hard is this to understand
Some clips from last night: grinded like I haven't since college. Took shots with a bartender with a bad ass mustache. Made up a string of lies with fake names and occupations. Slept behind the couch with pizza in my hand
Just dodged a state trooper, your weed will be there shortly. Fear the unbustable!
I only know one person in my class and that's my dealer.
How I know I would be an awful mother....I just stirred the bong up with a baby fork. A literal baby fork....
I wanna get to the point where I can just send a question mark and get an exclamation point in response
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