Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
He just asked me if I ever had the urge to put a zucchini in my ass.
she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
He dared me to drink a bottle of olive oil in exchange for a 30 pack... So much for loosing the freshman fifteen this year.
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
It's okay, I found my phone in the toaster oven. Logical explanation: 5 martinis
i just remember doing it on a pile of clothes while i heard the muffled sound of his friend laughing. then i realized we were in a closet.
So I paid for the taxi using pennies and hair clips, no need to thank me.
apparently i tried to facetime the drunk bus last night, that's probably why we had to walk back to campus
Drunk ass.
so it turns out the huge bruises on my knees are from drunk bmxing and not getting railed from behind on the ground
and ill have you know that I only wiped out twice
He doesn't drink liquor so instead of doing a body shot off my belly button he dropped water in there and sipped it out with a straw. Look at my face: =|
She looks like a hot George Washington...I'm going for it
I am playing in the snow in my bunny outfit. GET OVER HERE
Im too stoned for my mom to be picking up hitch hikers. Help.
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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