she likes to give head while listening to britney spears, getting blown by a girl with headphones on is a nice level of separation
so it turns out, not only do the doormen judge the girls I bring home, but they rate them.
she's telling me all about the love triangles of her sims. you tell me how it's going.
I plan on gettn treatment center drunk
4 to the list in one week. Slutsville isn't as fun as the brochure promised.
I found out his name. Apparently we sat in the shower together and flooded the bathroom.
You remember the guy that busted in waving a tazer at everyone yelling "get the fuck outta my crib"?
yeah you don't forget that shit easily
We ended up crawling out from our hiding spot and playing pool with him once he calmed down. His name is Marcus. I got his email.
My little brother just suggested we drink the rest of the vodka because it's raining. My job is complete.
You're the only person I know who could blow literal chunks, laugh about it, then proceed to shotgun another beer. Love you champ.
Please stop letting me make out with hot lesbians.
Definitely not. I may be your best friend, but first and foremost I am a guy. Please continue.
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
Riding the train home at 6 am for class still drunk is losing its novelty in my junior year
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
I've only hooked up with engineers this year and it may be the best future financial decision I've ever made
You handed me an unpeeled grapefruit off the frat basement floor and then took a bite out of it.
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