a guy in a toll booth on I-90 told me to fuck off for not being a red sox fan. i am going to miss massachusetts very much.
Whose surfboard did we steal and why is there a wood carving of a pelican in the fridge where the beer used to be?
today was the first day of rush. talking to girls all day makes me sick of having a uterus.
8$ liquor pitchers. I'm gonna wear two or three pairs of underwear so when drunk me takes them off there'll still be a pair on.
And we should impose a 'friends don't let friends order 25 shots at last call' rule
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
get back quick. that 17 year old who peed on your car wants to do shots.
it says 'tasty bitch' in sharpie on my tits...
He followed me on twitter after I posted a drunk screen shot of a tweet. It's like he gave me permission to stalk him on a whole different level.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
i was so high i thought the horse on my poster was running
these people use weed stems as birthday cake candles. I'm never coming home
It's not too terrible. You just got a little naked and broke your arm.
Please don't tell me that blonde guys name is Matthew I won't be able to fuck a guy with my brothers name
I think sunday funday got a little out of control. There is cheese slices and BBQ sauce all over the roof and 4 empty bottles of vodka in my room.
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