Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
no its okay don't call 911, she's alive. just stopped by her house and banged on her door. she said she turned her phone off because she "had to be alone with her shame and embarassment". typical.
All I know is it had something to do with a plunger and tuna salad. I'm done. I'm quitting my job.
its always fun the next morning to look around the room and see where all the clothing landed.
he's drinking at 8 in the morning. it's going to be one of those "or else the terrorists have won" kinda days
Somehow "stranger danger" turned into making out with a 25 year old on burbon street.
let's remember the whole point of NYE: to drink antisocial amounts of antisocial drinks, become incoherent, ruin a carpet, talk to a tree, wake up with head sellotaped to toilet. The where/how is superfluous, my vote goes to a cupboard and a bottle of jaeger Questions?
He walked straight into the wall, said "excuse me ma'am" and continued back to his dorm room.
Pictures of drunk me in a bike helmet are like McDonald's collectible toys. There's sooo many, but NO ONE has seen all of them.
I feel like if anyone knew what an affection erection looked like it would be you
I said that I'm avoiding parties and guys, and the freshman girl just laughed
Evidently I placed three booty calls at the same time...it was an ugly scene. I'm never getting that high again.
I hate political talk. I just wanna get fucked into an alternate universe where Bernie Sanders is president.
I woke up naked and alone this morning. What a life
In celebration of finishing my homework, lets drink tea w/ vodka
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