while 90% of the female population goes to worship a fictional character tonight at midnight, I will be taking advantage of having the bars ALL TO MYSELF.
well seeing as i got a call at 5 am from the hotel manager telling me my cousin was passed out on the lobby floor...not good
love being home for thanksgiving just had grandma pick me up from the frat by her house
no more duck duck goose at the bar
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
Your headphones are on the door knob and I left you a burger on the door step.
This isn't just a hangover. I can feel the blood moving through my veins, and it hurts.
You know you're a fat kid when you've spent half the day having a twitter conversation with Pizza Hut.
You know those twins i had a crush on in grade school? Just woke up between them. Best. Party. EVER.
He wanted me to come over on Christmas...inviting your fuck buddy over for the holidays is just something you don't do.
Just got a snapchat from him that was a video of with the caption "my new apartment" in Brazil. I think we might not be seeing eachother anymore.
My entire grocery store purchase consisted of Little Debbie snacks and Budweiser
Jello shots? I thought you weren't drinking tonight.
Im not drinking im slurping
I don't want a big night. But I am okay if we wake up in a penthouse at Crown Casino.
He said "I can't believe I had sex with a cat lady". Am I flattered or is this a new low?
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