fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
i feel so shallow. people in iran are using twitter to write hardcore nathan hale shit about dying for freedom. my last tweet was "i hate the taco shits"
I take no responsibility of who alcohol hooks up with using my body!
I feel like sober is me a distant relative that I only see on christmas..
I decided that not getting a job after college is gods way of telling me I will make a great housewife
Just taught my suite how to queef. I feel like i'm back in 9th grade!
Why do I feel like the only way for this trip to end is alcohol poisoning?
it's a gatorade, cheez its, and regret kind of morning....
And for some reason I was covered in ants... So your probably covered in ants as well
Hot Italian guy literally came into my logic class just to get my number to study with me and left. America.
at least I have the sex noises of his roommate to entertain me while I wait for him to wake up
There something liberating about walking through the dorm hallways without pants on.
You are talking to me during sexting hours. Be careful, innuendos are taken seriously
My thoughts mid terrible hookup: do people normally read a magazine right about now?
Naw dude theres seriously a lobster in my sock drawer. Why?
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