i'm so hungover...i might vomit in a handbag instead of selling them
I cut my penus on the lid.
I replied to the university automated mass text about the armed robbery at the on-campus Starbucks with a sad face. Basically sums up my night.
We need to buy some popsicles so we can remind ourselves we're good at this.
It's hard being an adult. And by that I mean it's hard to tell the boy you like who rejected you that you can't share a room with him at white party because you don't want to see him bang other boys.
Are some dicks heavier than others? Random question as I'm feeling mine.
i can feel the knowledge leaking out of my brain
replace it with alcohol - nature abhors a vacuum
Are we talking about who knows if I'll get naked pictures of you with a broadsword or who knows if I'll be surprised?
I'm a sociology major remember
Well that and comm
Basically you majored in how to get laid
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
The school security guard knows my name.... I think I'm missing some memories...
either i huffed spraypaint or ate out that makeup artist. you decide.
He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I'm keeping him.
I don't know. I'm drunk and dressed as a pirate but ill do the math tomorrow morning.
This is why I love being gay. I could never afford that much birth control.
Randomize
