So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
Tears do usually get me what I want. That and oral sex.
I wish there was a non slutty way to ask the guys across the hall if i can copy their men's bathroom key so I have one for my one night stands
I honestly didn't see the problem playing beer pong In the car on the road trip home.
i'm not entirely sure that 'not getting kicked out of the bar until it got dark' really classifies as 'doing better'
I just ate a bag of doritos while taking a shower. I can now officially do anything
I've already started drinking so the earlier you get out of class the more coherent I'll probably be.
Until then we have the self affirmation from retweets and nights alone with pizza..
It was fun, but I mean, any day that starts with shower tequila is bound to be good.
I forgot that places existed where drinking on Sunday is frowned upon. It's just so unreasonable.
FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS WASTE THE LAST ADDERALL.
ok now I feel liek a very drunk human instead of a chaos being thanks water
It's volleyball. Just do it. You want to look sporty. Save sexy librarian for another day.
I apparently tried to wax off my nipples.This explains the pain
You ran full speed into the glass door with your Patron and yelled "FEEL THE RHYTHM, FEEL THE RHYME"
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