Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
Where is the hickey?
I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
dude, that chick is coming to see me and stay for 2 nights. I'm hitting the 3rd in the trifecta of friends.
You're one hell of a depraved bastard dude, I'm borderline speechless. You officially win.
They all have matching tattoos so they're all official bffs. I love my life.
he pushed my hair back because he said it made me look like kelly kapowski and he told me to call him zach
The straight man in me wants to hit on her. But the gay man in me wants to compliment her on her awesome outfit.
This isnt meant to be as creepy as it sounds, but do you seriously want a lock of the hair I cut off?
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
Make the kitchen floor stop waving. Im trying to lay on it
I woke up in a bunk bed beside two Brazilians dude you have no idea how happy I was
My one regret (beside the inevitable shit storm that followed) is that now I can't fuck his cute friend.
HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO KEEP YOUR SECRETS IF YOU KEEP ON TELLING ME THEM.
Welp just ran into my high school history teacher while buying a pregnancy test...there goes my veil of innocence in this town.
the staff put glowsticks in the urinals of the porta-pottys last night and honestly drunk me has never been more grateful for anything in his life
This is either the best idea i've ever had or the worst. stay tuned.
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