So I've come to the conclusion that I would cry if I had an ugly baby.
You say "I'm in class" like it matters... I'm getting a little tired of having to smoke by myself at 4:20 because you're in class.
battery dying...get laid and text me after...or during...its whatever.
boobs and vodka. thats all i can remember, finals week needs to stop ending like this..
I'm starting to blur the boundary between reasonable senioritis and self-destruction. Somewhat-openly hittin the flask in 11am class
who were those guys at the table sniffing dryer sheets?
He just told me that when we were doing it I told him I was the captain and he was the boat. Im too embarassed to ask for money for a cab.
He used the phrase "no problemo" in a sext. It's over.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
So glad I decided to show up and puke in your trashcan.
These are the moments that bond souls forever.
How do I discreetly dispose of sex toy packaging that is recyclable? What to do...what to do?
He was asleep with his head on a windowsill and you were petting his head, then you almost left the kitchen and then went back to pet him some more.
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
My name will be tattooed on his ass by sunday.
I never thought I'd say this but there's too many dicks around here.
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