my soul wont recognize me after tonight
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
Ok just saw a girl open a pillbox, dump it out on her notebook and count out 13 adderall tabs and put them in a baggie and leave. Oh hey college.
heading to class now, facing the weekend consquences
Not going to lie- I'm a little freaked out camping right now. This is one of those high activities you don't do by yourselves...or close to bears
figured after she passed out and i threw up in her bed, morning sex would be pushing it.
After Madison dropped a bottle of full vodka an it shattered on the floor, it was quiet for literally 3 min straight and then drew said "the booze gods have spoken"
I slept with someone only because he got my Simon Birch impression. It was a new low.
Some girl just ordered Chinese delivery to her therapy appointment...
Fuck I forgot the furry convention was this weekend and now I'm downtown. Way too high for this shit.
Waffles and pussy, what else is there?
I'm definitely closer to having sex in every building on campus than I am to having a post-graduation career/plan/future. Unless that future is getting fucked in lots of buildings. I got that shit on lock down.
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
He's UNCIRCUMCISED. And it curves. Two things I've never encountered in all my sluttiness and they're both on the hottest guy alive. :(
We found you with your penis in the vacum hose crying softly...
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