I'll just wear something slutty to the liquor store and hope for the best
that's your solution for everything
We walked in and they were fucking to Somewhere Over the Rainbow... I need a new roommate.
I gave the naked guy in the hotel hall a pop tart. He stopped crying.
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I just crawled out of bed at 5AM to make her a peanut butter and Nutella sandwich. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear whips cracking.
If those antibiotics mean you can't drink, ya might as well pack your bags and re-enroll next fall, because sobriety this week would be social suicide.
Well I passed out before 4:20 on 4/20 so I deem it a failure AND a success.
Good rule of thumb: only list personal references with whom you have hallucinated
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
Where is everybody?
It's pretty much split between the strip club and jail.
well i can officially check "have sex in a prius" off my bucket list...
Our entire day shift is on either molly or acid. I'm about to take two hits of the latter.
Walk of shame through Chipotle? Check.
Someone made a mask out of a crown royal bag. Can't decide if tacky or awesome.
Randomize
