Let me tell you a story about the rise and fall of my self esteem
Can't wait to go see my drug dealers baby being born. He rolled all of the "it's a boy" cigars into blunts.
I don't remember anything other than how good it felt when I peed my pants.
Not to make her into that kind of girl, but she did have a condom mural
I come back home for break and my room is full of weed either my parents really love me or they are having more fun then I am in college
I'm hungover as hell. I'm dying. I have no skin left on my knees
Breaking a step ladder over someone's back turned into a really fun game, way too quickly.
An image of us stuck like that like Pompeii comes to mind. A wonder for future anthropologists
Did you blackout Saturday before or after we had sex in a random snow bank?
I can't tell if my bong is gender-neutral or not
That moment when you see yourself in a security camera feed and realize you forgot a bra. And pants.
some people waaaaait a lifetime for a hookuppp like this some people seeeearch forever for that one special handjobbb
The cat is stealing cigarettes and my vagina cures blindness. How's your night?
No, I'm not a heathen. You two are the heathens, I'm the whore.
I know you think you’re ready to graduate but just keep these things in mind: taxes, I get up at 5 AM every morning, I have to buy vegetables when I go grocery shopping, and I can’t wear sweat pants to work. Take that victory lap and enjoy the sweat pants and bar hopping because it goes downhill real quick.
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