: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
ah, there's nothing like waking up to picture messages of a strange man's cock. life is good.
haha, that's fucked up. flacid cock pictures are the mental breakfast of champions.
I love how my cats smell like pot.
Dude, she introduced me to her best friend form Russia and she was a 10. Her other Russian friend was even hotter. How did communism fail?
I talked a bachelorette party out of a 4 person bucket of long islands, and drank it by myself. Please call me a taxi. The fat brides maid just grabbed my cock
I got stoned in my snow covered car and pretended I was burried alive
This Halloween will be different. I'm just here to get shitfaced, not troll around looking for slutty nun pussy.
I dreamt of sea otters and your boobs. My two favorite things.
Only at Harvard can you walk in on a bunch of stoners and expect everyone to immediately stand up, shake your hand and introduce themselves like we're at a fucking job fair
If I do nothing else today, the fact that I talked you into this is achievement in itself.
he'll always be the guy that i fucked on the bathroom floor
I'm only wearing socks and eating tuna, don't do this to me right now.
This love triangle bullshit is getting out of hand. It's now a love polygon and I want out
ill be home in an hour. Be in my bed ready for disappointment
How I know I would be an awful mother....I just stirred the bong up with a baby fork. A literal baby fork....
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