Just found the book "How to Stay Christian in College" on my roommates desk. At a loss for words...
i'm making a list of conversation topics in my blackberry so the ride won't be so awkward
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
The only piece of furniture in the apartment is a wine rack.
My god. We'll be gay porn millionaires.
I was just tagged in a picture with a bunch of people i don't know in a house i don't recognize wearing a purple cowboy hat and a boa...i hate tequila
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
yes i am an adult who snuck out of my parents house to cuddle with a guy and then came home and listened to taylor swift. judge me all you want.
WE SHOULD FUCK TWO GUYS THAT LIVE TOGETHER
THAT WOULD BE SO CONVENIENT WE COULD CARPOOL
I feel like I got run over by a bus full of inebriated Scotsmen on the way to a soccer riot.
You seriously don't remember crying about how much you miss your mom right before we hooked up?
I never realized how weird our shower smells until I cracked a shower beer and had a familiar aroma to compare it to.
My professor just asked for my number. Not fucking her till after finals though I learned my lesson last time.
Its only once in a life time you get to pick your vcard swiper up from jail
Somehow, walking in on your drunk mom in a diaper was the least traumatic thing I saw last night
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