: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
The guy asked if i had a problem w/set schedules
I smell like booze and the valet literally buckled me in, def top 3 walks of shame
I told myself this year would be different, I wouldn't get "pee in a fish tank drunk".. Got to the girls house... Fish tank in her room.. 2 years in a row.. had to keep the tradition going
I drink more single than I do in relationships. Except with assface.
you reached into a lemon drop to pull out a lemon of someone else's drink..
She ended up puking in the bathroom. But she's a good drunk... i told her to stay in there so i could dance til the club closed. She was still in the stall an hour later.
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
I am 48% hangover, 48% bruises and 2% fingers I'm texting with.
I like to get drunk just like anyone else but not to the point of sticking a rubber tube up my asshole
i was enjoying my post acid trip trance a little too much. i found $50 on the sidewalk but didnt pick it up. just stared at the bill cuz it looked cool.
someone picked it up and i stared at the ground where it was for probably another minute or 2
They just keep looking funny at me. No one has attempted to tell me that I don't make sense though so maybe they're all way more high than I am.
People were wondering why I started hanging out with him after high school, the simple answer is now that I don't see his dorky ness everyday I can just focus on his amazing penis.
I spilled wine on my pillowcase and I figure it's basically my lifeblood so I'm just leaving it
I'm actually really happy I can say that my first body shot was out of a gay strippers massively ripped chest
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