I just spent the night with a bunch of indian guys and i wasn't attracted to a single one. Yeah i've officially become an anti-indian indian.
He is an equal opportunity slut.
you ate skittles off the table like a hungry hungry hippo. it was awesome.
She told me that she had to rub her face against me because she was part cat.
I can't remember if the bartender cut you off after you broke your glass or after you wished the bar a happy winter solstice during your karaoke number.
i just saw the eighteen different ways i could die and only after that did i realize i'd made a poor decision
bringing a ziploc bag full of Jim Beam to the movies may not have been the best idea.
pre-gaming in the library. just gonna keep going until i'm too drunk to keep working and then i'll be there.
Doing blow at 6am to "wake myself up for clinicals" was a baaaaad idea
I can't decide if the sex was so good I couldn't move, or if it was me being loaded on all the morphine that they shot me up with at the ER.
Well we were going to compare notes, but all I could remember was throwing up, and all she could remember was kissing, so then we decided to not compare anything.
Did he think I was flirting with him when I ordered a hot dog bc no
I want Walter White to make me a bologna sandwich while I'm chained to a support
He bought me pizza and bourbon and played scrabble with me. So naturally I slept with him.
If by science you mean beer then YES!!!!
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