just turned my empty handle of passion fruit smirnoff into a fish bowl. I love college.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
in the morning i found her name, number and address on one of the empty pizza boxes. also said "ps. if you find my shoes please mail to me."
Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me
Maybe shotgunning 4 days after oral surgery wasn't such a good idea after all...
They wouldn't serve more then two Shots per person, so you grabbed a group of strangers and said u werre buying them all shots, then proceeded to drink all of them.
We were wearing togas. So having sex was really easy to do without taking any clothes off.
IF I CANT STRIP TO SANTA BABY THEN WHY EVEN HAVE CHRISTMAS.
I don't give a fuck that he's gay and keeps hitting on me. Free cocaine is free cocaine bro
It's like we're in an emotionally distant three-way and there's not even sex to show for it.
I was actually kind of excited. I mean, how many people can say they've been question by the CIA?
feeding cats lunchmeat on my kitchen floor. come pour me another shot.
We found you in the bathroom at 1AM throwing money into the toilet making wishes. That drunk.
.... Seriously?
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
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