P.S. I can't hear my feet
grad school is all the worst parts of undergrad, without the binge drinking and bad decisions to make up for it
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
he doesn't care that i have a boyfriend so why should i?
logic in its finest
Now that Steinbrenner is in heaven he's going to make Jesus cut his hair
So....maintenance found the bullethole.....
We need you. We already made it on global news and are drunk at the election party.
Don't worry about it. Anal sex isn't always sunshine and wildflowers.
A white limo full of drunken 30 something business people pulls up next to me and asks if they can kidnap me until 1030. If I don't make it back tonight, call someone and tell them I died gloriously
Throwing up out both ends. This is not how I pictured adulthood.
Pretty sure I was high. I thought there was music coming out of my makeup bag.
Frankly, since I met you, I practically exist in a state of constant readiness for sex
I'm eating cereal out of a cocktail shaker. That kind of blizzard.
On a scale of 1 to alcoholic in withdrawal how ready will you be to start drinking as soon as you arrive on campus?
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
Randomize
