you said youd get me home safely, you dropped me off at 9:30 last night and i just woke up on my porch.
We made a drinking game out of poaching eggs. When did our life turn into a really awesome version of Top Chef?
i failed horribly. studying for that final was as pointless as Vinnie is to Jersey Shore
buying booze in bulk is always a bad idea. i wish there was some direct deposit-like system
i will be the first lesbian to ever fail women's studies.
Just break the ice by asking who had to take plan b this past semester
ATTN: We are officially 15 weeks from our annual "Get-Mega-Stoned-and-BBQ" event. Start saving up the proper supplies. That is all.
Asking the homeless man what buss shelter is the warmest was not a good idea
I bet his dick wears a tuxedo.
My class coordinator for bio told us that the only thing we should do the night before an exam is to get laid. And then party down after the exam. I like him.
I'm glad the semester is over. I need a break from the term "whiskey sharts" coming up so much in conversation.
All I know is I got on a table at late night and sang gotta go my own way
Afterwards I drank a whole bottle of cake vodka in the bathtub while he was bawling his eyes out. Hands down weirdest hookup I've ever had.
I'm laying in bed cuddling with my teddy bear and eating waffles. I need a fucking boyfriend
I gave in, made out with her, and long story short, I'm giving hetero another try.
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