it's like doing a sit-up... but, you're inside someone
It's like my ice maker knows when I wanna get drunk
Buying Plan B right after a lecture on feminism. It's nice to know who I can thank for that right.
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
i feel like the 7 eleven by your house knows our deepest, darkest secrets
I swear to god if he wasnt on the fourth floor balcony and I wasn't to drunk to climb I would kill him
You texted me a picture of your face along with #help
A big thanks to that bride-to-be, Her fiance and his loaded friends will forever hold a place in my heart for the generous tequila body shots on the couch at Henry's.
id one day like to live in a world full of emotionless and wonderfully fullfilling sex...
I just want a man to crawl into my bed with me and never crawl out. Anti socialism at his best.
Well after the shots I danced with a homeless guy, split my toe on broken glass, and had a 20 piece mcnugget. Who says postgrad life is boring.
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
I have a vagina. So i automatically win.
Dude. All I know is that I woke up on the floor with two naked chicks who don't speak English.
Clutch
You aaa... you ever forget to wipe your ass?
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