I'm eating all of the evidence.
theyre selling pepper spray in the courtyard. hellooo atl
I just randomly started counting the number of guys that I've hooked up with that are now gay. 11.
One blow job doesn not make me gay.
OMG HE JUST PUKED WITH THE DOOR OPEN WHILE DRIVING ON THE ROAD AND OMG WE NEED TO CHAT BUT NOT ATM CAUSE THERES PUKE ON MY PHONE
He put up a Facebook album attempting to sell off their Harvard furniture. Items for sale include: his friend, a broken lamp, an item described as a 'carpet and/or sleeping bag', a pair of paint stained cargo pants, size 'Tyler', and a self proclaimed $3 bottle of wine, which he is offering for $2
I'm serious. My alarm label is "BAR TABS" as motivation for me to wake up in the morning and go to work.
I woke up to a 3rd person picture of my own dick sent from a 1-800 number..
I don't remember what you were saying to me in the bathroom. But whatever it was, yes, because i remember nodding a lot.
also I was promised more toga parties by popular media
Crying into a glass of wine at 10 am isn't exactly how I planned this day to go
Please tell your friend to stop shitting in my closet.
I don't get it. If he broke into Taco Bell at 2 am, then why couldn't he have brought me home a fucking taco???
Let's just say, I'm pretty sure you're banned from Skype.... like, forever.
I'm getting reacquainted with drunk me. She has grown up a lot.
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