I realize now. I should have just made out with everyone and anyone when I had the chance.
i always forget that thursday isnt the weekend in the real world
It's weekends like this that make it obvious why we have to pay to come to college.
He asked me to touch his mustache. Should I go home with him?
he made me have a moment of silence for the half of my ice cream cone i threw away.
We have been pregaming the shutdown of the government since Tuesday. Send help, and some more liquor.
He pulled his pants down and said blow me, while passing out on my bed. I then pulled his pants up as he continuously started moaning in the background.
I FEEL like I celebrated someone's 21st, but really I just celebrated Tuesday.
I just threw up in my front yard because my roommate was in the bathroom. Fuck New Years Day.
The last thing I remember is goading each other into a vodka-chugging competition.
Blacked-in to me, shirtless, giving myself finger guns in the mirror and rapping "stacks in the club stacks stacks in the club."
I need a conscience and I need it yesterday.
We can't go out this weekend. My uterus is so desperate it's given me permanent beer goggles
I think I was high. I asked a dude at chillis if they had a cereal buffet
Totally just got spotted hitting the bowl by someone else hitting a bowl. We gave each other a head nod
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