I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
he's 25, hott, and leaving for iraq tuesday, i wanna get in as much as possible...
your life is a nick sparks novel waiting to happen
Then we all started singing, "Our house, in the middle of the street. Our house, fucks a lot of freshman meat". It was magical.
No, he's fine. He only wanted to know why there were traffic pylons in the living room and how the peanut butter got on the ceiling.
College students should never be allowed to have snow days. Never.
You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
Typcal friday morning so far. Puke, shower, commute/puke, coffee, puke, coffee, bagel, good to go. Lunch today?
and then she started to quack like a duck and u started throwing bread at her
Home safe. Took me everything not to stop and pick up some random cat that looked like an ocelot tho.
It felt as i were a pad of butter melting onto a piece of toast.
My New Years Resolution is to get everyone to start talking like a 40 year old douchebag. From now on, you will only refer to me as Chief.
I made everything so magnificently awkward in under 15 seconds. I am magic.
Sometimes in life you just have to realize the security deposit isn't worth it.
I threw up outside. Then I peed got off the toilet and threw up. While I threw up u pulled up my pants. Not my best moment
They stopped fighting to partake in M&Ms and porn.
Randomize
