sorry about last night, sometimes people just get drunk and have sex witht heir friends
I know, I was there.
Yeah no shit. My mom is giving me winecoolers as we watch a show abt alcoholics
A monkey stole my iPod. This was not in the fucking study abroad brochure
No more tipping the bathroom attendant with your phone.
we drunkly made out in the middle of the street beside the homeless guy playing the flute. Not how I imagined our first kiss.
you had a pretty long talk with your shrooms in attempt to make them not give you a bad trip, it failed
hey give me heads up if you're feeling vulnerable tomorrow night
If you were more comfortable around gay men, then you too could get wasted at the gay dance club and go home with hot girls.
Human centipede...with the teletubbies. That's what my nightmare had in it.
I don't even want to know.
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
Went home w the NY Islander in a NY Rangers jersey, needless to say he was pissed
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
It was a tough decision either lay in bed or go to work and lay in the stockroom
I got some blow and a hand job from one of the strippers. So I guess I'm getting over the divorce.
Are we allowed to ho on the roof?
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