I wish everyone walked around campus with a video of what they did this weekend above their heads.
some girl just asked me how to spell unconscious. I really want to know what she was texting.
They're here. One showed up as a slutty Crayola, and I think the other came as The Fat Friend.
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
You need an intervention. You fell into traffic walking home.
Not really. Birthday weekend. Totally jusifiable. Besides I didn't get hit. No harm no foul.
Me. blonde. Sex. Dance floor.
Sorry for rubbing my feet on you and repeating "good pony, stay."
i am one fart away from being 2 for 2 on this whole shitting my pants thing.
I woke up naked under desk at her apt once during my freshman year. I should have known that friendship was of a different breed...
We'll never be able to grow apart now. You can't look at a stranger & say "Yea I ate goldfish crackers off his dick." & just be casual about that.
im drinking out of a pineapple, so yea.
Well, i'm not hugging a bag of cheetos and crying while I watch Friends wishing that we were Ross and Rachel. So clearly I'might doing better than last night.
it’s about to be september and all i keep thinking is what if i go (another) full calendar year without having sex?
We just started our own DARE program: Drugs are really enjoyable.
i'm currently watching a guy eat a bunch of cacti and i have lost all faith in humanity
**cactuseses
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