week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
Dude, she looked like the Canadian Slam Poet, neck hair and all.
and honestly a story about how you met your future husband that DOESN'T include the words "creeped him on facebook" is really not a story worth sharing
i just rememebered i spent like 5 minutes on the ground warming some chicks toes.
If we could never, ever tell mike i pissed in his closet, that would be really really great
So can we talk about how we all three made out with the bike taxi driver in lieu of paying him. I'm not even mad, that's resourceful. You know what married girls would have had to do? They'd have had to pay.
I'm just gonna plan on never getting a bf. everything I touch turns to gay
Slept in my car last night. It snowed. I peed on the street. Hello 29...
I'm pretty sure you and I ate the entire Keebler elf weed workshop
Damn you and your marathon penis with its superhuman capabilities
Dear God, please let me get my period. And if this one is fiercer than usual I completely understand.
Well, i'm not hugging a bag of cheetos and crying while I watch Friends wishing that we were Ross and Rachel. So clearly I'might doing better than last night.
Getting on a bus with a beer pong table. I am proof we can make this campus fun.
I dont even know what happened i just remember waking up with beer cans outlining my body...
A dozen naked frat boys in squirrel masks just ran by. Welcome to the official start of the holidays.
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