i'm sitting in the library realizing that the 2 most productive things i did this weekend was have sex and go to the liquor store...
Once again there IS no outside bathroom. Never has been, that is the balcony
I told him I don't date guys unless they play a musical instrument. So, he's here and he brought a kazoo.
He kept spanking me and talking about biomedical science.
Aw, you fucked a pre-med? you're moving up in the world!
so im sitting outside the gym eating a 20 piece nugget stoned out of my mind, convincing myself this is more productive because im so close to the treadmills.
She wasn't to happy when she went to put her shirt on and it was covered in cum I just looked at her and said collateral damage....
Oh god I may vomit into the teacup of debauchery.
We found him sitting in a beach chair in the basement storage room passed out. Idk if we should move him or pass the bowl around.
Tomorrow is Have Sex and Climb A Mountain Day. We have amazing dates.
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
Bro if you were a bird I would puke in your mouth right now
'TWAS BUT A GLORIOUS SIGHT. BITCHES.
We didn't mean to put a petting zoo in the elevator.
I was trying to drink every time they said planned parenthood but my body isn't cut out for this.
THE SUN DOESNT SET TIL 647 YAAAAASSSSSSSSSS. Goodbye seasonal depression hello regular depression
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