i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
how ive managed to spend 100$ at an open bar is beyond me.
were doing shots for every snowflake that hits the ground
I don't understand how anyone could look at him and think, 'Yeah, that's a good idea.'
We're listening to the crystal method and doing bong hits for jesus
How are you texting me from 1998?
I have realized now that neither the top nor bottom of a bunk bed is safe for sex....
I wouldn't take my shot so you poured it on my face. Twice.
You got cut off after you tried to make the dog funnel moscato.
I'm sneaking you alcohol into a hospital. This either says love or "we have a problem"
I'm mumbling to people and trying not to accidentally shit my pants
I'm not pregnant. Security came before he could.
I chugged that bitch with a dip in.
You somehow managed to be a man whilst drinking a Mike's Hard. I commend you.
It is officially settled in my mind that fuck the hot grad student is THE goal this year
I looked so sad that Jessica gave me a bar of soap. So that's where I'm at.
All she said to me before going to get another shot was "Damn, I'd eat her out."
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