So apparently last night I was running around columbus circle station screaming that Obama was a pussy and that "waterboarding should always be an option" lol
sometimes i wish i could find another girl that loves my dick as much as she does
i feel like she has dreams of it being like a person saying hey lets go play
got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
I got to the point where it seemed like she had 8 giant breasts instead of just two
I don't know if it's the amount i drank last night or the number of taylor swift statuses on facebook but i feel like puking everywhere
He yelled "juice on the loose", yes i am sure i need plan b
i swear, as soon as they invent a cure for herpes, he's mine.
It's great having no responsibilities. In normal life I would be freaking the fuck out right about now. But the only worry I have from last night is where i got this shower caddy full of cookies. God I love college.
One reason I feel like garbage: Kraft single wine shots
I mean...he was throwing up for almost 3 consecutive hours. I don't think there's a chance in hell that would have tasted even close to tolerable.
I went commando last night, then accidentally flashed a police van...They acknowledged it.
She crossed her eyes and threw up into a glass while sitting at the bar. It was fifty shades of sketchy dude.
Making cookies for neighbors. Spill beer all over dough. Bake anyways. From good neighbors back to the shitty college kids next door in under 3 seconds.
I don't know. What do people who don't get stoned do?
I need to start using my boobs for good instead of weed. Although really they're kind of the same thing
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