: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I woke up to the bathroom door of steak n shake hitting me in the face at 4 in the morning...
Apparently the library doesn't care about celebrating the day Jesus became a zombie.
My last memory involves me naked in a mens's bathroom stall. I really hope my date was with me.
Went from beach to class to bar all while wearing my swimsuit as pants. Clearly I'm dressed for success.
Oh btw I took the eighth out of the plastic wrap so I could use it to wrap my red pepper. This can be seen as either pathetic or resourceful.
My body is being held together with whiskey, nicotine, duct tape and a little bit of hope...
she asked how her costume looked and all i could say was bars are dark right?
I have no idea. I think this is what happens when people take drugs in the middle of the day
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
Like real life can suck my metaphorical dick right now.
She came into the salon and said, "Don't judge me. Yes that's cum in my hair and I want a shampoo, cut and style."
All I want is dick and wine.
Yeah, he threw a chair and hit her in the side of the head. She started hysterically crying and then proceeded to continue kicking our ass at beerpong. The girls got talent.
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
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