: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
My life has literally become a dickpocolypse. Thank you, summer, I missed you.
I'm covered in salsa and facewash. I think I'm doing something wrong over here.
In case you were wondering, my scare crow is wearing your outfit from last night.
I dont know if this is a good time to tell you but im actually a freshman.. not a senior
Judge me...This apron fits PERFECTLY when I have no clothes on
Who said I was judging? More like congratulating.
Why are you awake at 6am and liking photos from rando Russian chicks on Instagram?
Here is your half hour reminder. Meet you at emergency room.
He saw one of my bras on the floor and said "damn you could eat soup out of this"
He came over last night and as soon as we started having sex Siri announced "you've arrived at your destination." I think it was some kinda sign
Bud... Did you mean to tweet a picture of your dick? If not just letting you know.
What did the sign say that bob stapled to his ass?
Woke up with a padlock locked onto my ear gauge and the first of many sticky note clues on my chest leading to the key.
Now i know i wasnt that drunk... So why are there texts of me volunteering for a nude photo shoot for an art major student?
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