yes, the chronicles of narnia is exactly what happens when you do crack inside of a wardrobe.
We're official. Living with your boyfriend sounds so much better than fucking your roommate.
You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.
After the concert, I paid a cab to drive me around the city so I could shout "dc highfive!" at everyone who passed for an hour and a half.
he threw my burrito on the ground and said im too drunk. fuck that guy.
i wish it would rain vodka just once. i have not puked yet bring it on
I had to explain to my dentist that my tooth was chipped because we designated my mouth as the official way to open beer. I feel like our level of partying is no longer socially acceptable.
i sucked his cock and got snuggles in return. I'm the mother Theresa of giving in a relationship.
My makeup looks extraordinary for nine tequila shots, running four blocks, falling asleep with my face in the toilet, and doing the walk of shame across campus in the rain. And to think I'm single.
My next goal in this relationship is to teach my boyfriend that there are valid reasons to be fear of dolphins completely.
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
We were making out and truffle butter was playing in the background. I stopped mid make out session and said, "I'm really sorry but I have to rap Nicki's part."
Good for you, kid with a beer in hand as you walk to your 11 am class.
I thought this was a dry campus.
That means you have to bring your own beer from home.
He jerked off some dude with a slice of Wonder Bread.
The sports guy?
Yeah. They claimed the bread made it hetero
4 of us. Guys and girls. Were sitting there discussing the passed out half naked Brit girl on the floor. She is no longer the international woman of mystery.
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