9 am. shotgunning while conditioning my hair. i love college football season.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
i just heard her through the wall saying "not on my face! NOT on my face!" then a scream and "I SAID NOT ON MY FACE!!!"...nice work dude.
so, are you laying bloody on campus somewhere or did you go out after class and forget to let me know?
bloody. ill be home soon.
just stole 2 cases of forties from some freshman in the woods by pretending to be a cop. that ten dollar spotlight is really turning a profit
she passed out facedown in my lap while I was playing piano. 11 years of piano lessons finally paid for themselves.
i decided what we are doing for your 21st b-day: camelbacks filled with margaritas
I need a gatorade, my back cracked, my crimper, my shot glass, a sock of rice and an explanation.
You did this to yourself.
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
We dared each other to drink Arbor Mist, and I waterboarded someone with tequila.
I pulled out moves I did not even know I possessed, our fucking de-throned gods
Um yeah. I just puked. And found your contact.
We're not piercing ourselves today.
Fuck the library it's too quiet and makes me uneasy. I feel like I'm so isolated I should take off my pants or something
I’m sorry I got high and yelled about the patriarchy.
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