it hasn't hit me that college is over yet. so far at home, i haven't brushed my teeth, taken off my makeup, or changed clothes before bed.
I woke up with ten beers in my bag that hoarded at the party last night. Rally? Its five somewhere.
Doctor said I have sports induced asthma.
Call me old fashioned, but around here we call that "out of shape."
Well i have to fuck at least one of your roommates this year to keep the tradition alive.
its time for step 4 of getting over him: post his number on the transvestite page on craigs list asking for pics
I face planted right in front of a cop. He looked at me, shook his head, mumbled "freshman" under his breath, helped me up and told us to get home safely. I love college.
So the next three days will be henceforth known as the 'celebration of the end of the most irresponsible years of my life' be prepared to wake up naked in a ditch.
Its like her house is inhabited by 50 year old lesbian water color artists with a throw pillow fetish
You asked me what the point was. Told me your were dying alone and then had me take you and Wendy's where you bought 3 meals and ate them in about 10 minutes saying you didn't care if you got fat...
Ohh I see how it works, eat pussy and I get Reese's pieces.
Sending out old nude selfies with the message "#tbt"
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
He's only giving you free adderall so you can focus on his dick.
he made that chewbacca noise when he came. like father like son i guess.
Dont... please don't. Don't fuck him on his bean bag bed
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