We're going to play a drinking game. It's called "Senior Year of College."
She kept saying 'I love you' but i couldn't tell if she was talking to me or to her beer.
I'm not an expert but calling her the "hot lesbian" isn't going to coerce her into a 3some with you
I am so 35 right now. Listening to REM, drinking red wine, and crying over an article about ecstasy in oprah magazine.
What's life without a lamp shade you wore home?
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
Only thing worse than going to work with a hangover is going to work with a hangover then realizing that u don't have to work that day
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
She loves introducing her friends to my foreskin.
We ended up on their roof with our pants around our ankles shotgunning beers at one point.
I almost had sex in a public restroom last night in case you're wondering how much of a mess 22 is for me
he keeps various drugs in his kitchen cupboard like groceries. that is my new life goal as an adult.
Me and you. The most fucked up people on the planet drinking together. Hell yeah
Stop chatting and get in the fucking car. I didn't get my asexual ass out of bed just to watch you flirt and fail with someone you're never going to see again.
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
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