I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Since when does a beard not count as proof of age at the liquor store?
she had no gag reflex. and is an abercrombie model. i love college.
I'm lost. Please come find me. I'm inside the I-270 circle somewhere. I can hear laughing.
I need to do something profound in the next three and a half years so that when my kids ask what I did in my twenties I have something to say other than "made bad decisions"
So it finally happened last night... I re-met someone that i've already had sex with. Had no idea who he was. Fantastic
Are you two whores ready for me to turn the light on so you can see what you came home with last night?
Just turned down sex because it's a holy day of obligation, my mom would be proud.
I'm hungover laying in my moms bed watching Space Jam.. Adult Life..
Munching saltines, sippin Gatorade, and trying not to get eaten by this small horse
I feel like you can't break up with someone on 420. It's against stoner code
I just masturbated while watching Say Yes to the Dress
This is what my life has come to
We're lying on the pavement outside of the college. No one has asked if we're okay. I think they all understand.
Why is there bacon in the couch?
If she didn't have scissors in her hand I would have motor boated the fuck out of her when she was done cutting my hair.
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