I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
Sitting in the library lobby in the middle of exam week. Drunk. Dressed as santas slutty helper. Waiting for the student shuttle service. People are clapping for me as they walk by. Tell me how this isnt college
you'd be alarmed at how much plan b i just found in mom's bathroom...
Best. Four. Twenty. Ever.
chinese tourists just took a picture of me....im pretty sure i heard the bus drive say something about shame.
To be honest I don't know what's worse, the fact that I interupted their shower sex or the fact that I was so drunk I used the adjoining stall anyway
Dipping doritos in ranch. Why doesn't he love me?
well that explains the french fry and ketchup packet rolled into the wasitband of my sweats. thank you drunk me.
Well, it's either jungle juice or memory of the night... It's unfortunate I can't have both
i think smoking weed in a ladies bathroom on the beach with two dudes might be the shadiest thing ive done in a while
He stumbled into my room, flopped on my bed, shoes on my pillow and asked me for a juice box. Then fell asleep with the juice box on his forehead.
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
We should leave before they realize I dumped a bowl of Fritos in your bag just in case I got hungry
You are now at the point where people no longer question whether or not you might be on drugs. They now know for certain that you are
Drunk me says 72 hours of Mexican Viagra and room service.Sober me says we stopped being lovers for a reason after the last lost weekend.
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