He looked at me like he has never had a girl throw up on him before.
used foursquare to find where i am. please come get me. this is the scariest bedroom ever.
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
making an indian outfit so we can be pochohantas and john smith and fuck in the canoe on the night float
The TA leading my study session just said "now get outta here. I need to get drunk before class"
I come back upstairs and she's leaning over sink full of vomit saying 'oh my god it's the chili'
You sent me a picture of you licking the bottom of a shoe and the caption was "it tastes like shoe"
he shit on the floor last night i'm not venturing down there
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
Also I'm proud of us for having an educational conversation in this group text.
fuck Derek. I choose weed. weed isn't angry and would never ask me to be someone I'm not.
I'm willing to share. He can have sloppy seconds.
You know you had a good time when you get the wheelchair treatment in Mexico back to your cruise.
Can I drink yet?
It's Monday morning.
Your point?
Drunk is not a location!
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