Its not alright that i make out with a manican.
better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
all we did was drink wine and talk about how people who dont have facebook dont exist.
I'm getting the same feeling waiting for the web-page to load that has my final grades that I get when I take a pregnancy test. I think I'm gonna leave my computer for 3 minutes.
instead of telling him i dont hook up with closet frat guys, i gave him his "straight' fraternity brothers number... pike house will be interesting tonight
I woke up at 4am on the couch with half my clothes on. And by half my clothes I mean my earrings.
Clothes are such an inconvenience.
I never once brought up his unibrow when he was insulting me. That's class.
This is the guy who showed up to the first day of class with a 24 pack of coke and a handle of rum in his backpack. He doesnt play by normal people rules.
It seems to me that once you begin comparing Jesus to hercules and calling him a super pimp you should put the wine away...
I know. I feel like I should be doing mature responsible adult things though. Like getting loans, working 60 hours every week and not eating burritos in bed, ya know?
We've started traveling with Michael and Patrick so we can pretend we're two legit straight couples.
A charade that fell apart the second another couple on the cruse found Sarah face down in my box on an observation deck.
No sorry. I may be a happy drunk but my gag reflux is an angry drunk.
I'm 22 and I'm drinking hawaiian punch from a sippy cup. Everything is right in the world.
Don't forget my pants whenever you come over, otherwise we can't get in.
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