Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
Why are you at a bar in Connecticut?
Long story. One that now involves lots of delicious chicken wings om nom nom
Dude I just heard my boss singing from the bathroom "I love making poop"
i need a new camera phone. my pictures from last night are as blurry as my memories. and neither tell me why i woke up in an airplane hangar.
We tried to play doctor all sexually then he was taking down my 'symptoms' I said I needed to puke he thought it was part of the game
i kinda regret how quickly i gave it up to him, but i just wanted the regular fucking to begin soon. ah we made good memories.
Dude i think i got lasagna in my eye
he climbed up to our party on the 2nd floor balcony and then pulled a glass mug and a beer from his knapsack. these freshmen are intense
It's pretty bad that I know he's opening his door from the way it squeaks because I have snuck out of his room so many times this semester...
No, "because my penis told me to" is not an acceptable answer to that question
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
Only three months past my 21st and I'm done. So many life lessons in so little time.
If my emotions are below a 3 or above a 7, I'm crying
Your face; I've seen enough of it for today. Go away now please.
Nothing like an afternoon walk of shame across campus on parent's weekend. Damn.
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