i just woke up i smell like fire, i have bruises on both knees and one elbow, i have a lighter and nip of smirnoff blueberry in my bed, rug burn on one hip and about 12 pics of you and me on my camera-this needs to stop happening
yea ive got to shower which is going to be painful given the skin burns from the blowup obstacle course races last night
Clearly he doesn't understand my need to be surrounded by cats at all times
There's still flour in my hair. And I don't even want to know what the neighbors think happened infront of my house.
Exactly. Some of us want to get married. And some of us want to wear sombreros and do cocaine. To each their own.
All I know is I was dancing to Shakira in his alley and I think rubbing my junk on his car door.
Well I checked the bush outside his apartment building this morning, and he wasn't there... So I knew he was home.
I dnt think she needs convincing on the threesome part, it's the threesome with your roommate situation that needs some work
And amler is totally snoring loud as fuck sitting on the steps with her feet in a puddle of soda puke
How is it that I, the only one that didn't drink last night, was the only one puking out the car window?
Just had my first american. He tasted like freedom.
Awkward, walking to my bootycall's hotel room and run into my dad leaving his. Just nodded to each other and went on our ways
I have to hand it to her. In my heyday I took home the 'biggest shitshow of the night' award 9 times out of 10. But I passed the torch on to her last night, and she went skipping merrily far and away with it into the enchanted world of aggressive alcoholism. Is this 30?
that moment you remember partying with someone several years ago.. and don't remember if you slept with them or not.
I can get weed and taco bell delivered but frozen peas and a loaf of bread are just too scarce, what the hell is wrong with people?
Fuck this virus. We’re finally back on campus but the bars suck parties are banned sports are canceled we eat in our rooms and can’t fucking hangout with anyone. I’m tired of virtual classes and involuntary celibacy
OMG IKR! It’s not college unless we’re puking in a toilet wondering if we’re pregnant or just hungover!
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