fuck, i think i'm broken. Alchyhol air mattress = the suck.
Literal conversation "you are ________ ____. you facebook friended me"
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
no, i'm currently making the trek across campus to get all my stuff from last night. My ID is in one guys bed, and my camera in another guy's bed.
My right arm is handcuffed to my leg... Please help.
Do you think I can wear the dress I went to jail in with the shoes I went to prom in to the wedding tonight?
I totally just found ecstasy floating around in the bottom of my purse, it's almost like good karma from the time I lost that blow...but not quite
Me and the cabbie are stopping on the way at a sit down restaurant to eat. My life is so sad.
I work nights. I sleep in. I take online classes. And fuck bad bitches. I'd say those are some perks to grad school.
I have bad memories with every alcohol but we manage to work through the problems for the good of the relationship
Why is your solution always to masturbate
Because it usually works
someone just got arrested on campus...
holy fuck look at all that cocaine
I think i should either cut my hair or buy a dildo.
Maybe if I ever do become a counselor, I would just implement a kind of intensive meme therapy.
Just saw 4 of my students at Denny's at 4am on a Tuesday. We all pretended not to see each other, as we are all clearly tipsy and/or stoned. Class is in less than 4 hours. Either i'm getting too old for this shit or they're starting on the road to crazy-town much earlier these days.
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