i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
i went to toss her salad and she had a toilet paper clinger on one of the hairs
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
I only have two new blunt burns this year as opposed to freshman year's 6. This is growing up.
there's a wings menu taped to my wall. don't tell me i don't have my priorities straight.
I have my ice chest next to my bed. Instead of breakfast in bed, its beers in bed. 10x better
at least if we puke, we will be surrounded by beautiful, non-judgemental trees.
She wont be able to take it all. I'll use a shoe horn to get it in if I have to.
The last time you said "no one will know" is when you ran out of sprite at your birthday party and dumped a handle of straight up vodka into the jungle juice.
Called the cops on a high school party then went in after all the kids ran away and took the rest of the beer. What are you doing tonight?
Woke up covered in green glitter and beer. I am never leaving Ireland.
Please tell me that chemistry equipment is for chemistry and not for producing felonies.
You better be making out with him cause we're sitting here with this awkward british girl watching videos of goats singing maroon five
So, I gotta figure when the nurses at the emergency room noticed my new hair cut it means I'm there too often, right?
I just bumped into this random I hooked up with a few years ago at Steve's party. Talk about a fingerblast from the past!
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