Fun fact: tonight on intervention was the guy who did my tattoo
she was using a pencil to fish crushed adderall out of a plastic bag. it was like a college version of fun dip
he had two deer mounted on his dorm room wall with panties and bras hanging from the antlers... i cant believe i contributed to bambi's headgear...
I guess at this point I should stop judging guys on their looks and more on their major and trust fund. Growing up sucks.
I feel choking has become trendy-- ita losing its effect. I may just have to go back to missionary to spice it up
To tired for the bar. Came home and drank wine out of the bottle. Kind of don't want to know what that says about my life.
it's my birthday, i should be around people i want to fuck
I've been asked to reupholster their slam-couch so I found some off-cuts of medical-grade, hermetically sealed fabric. She'll be slammed upon for generations to come.
There is what appears to be urine on the woman's bathroom sink. I just have so many questions right now.
Woke up this morning with fake blood all over my bed which is a positive considering last year it was all real blood
you said it was a life or death situation, being your partner for beer pong doesn't count
we bonded over knowing every word to freaky gurl by gucci mane so it’s kinda starting to make sense why I gave him head in his cul de sac
My brain is a dvd screensaver and I'm allowed to have a good thought when it hits the corner
Tonights mission: get trashed, smoke a bowl on top of the silo, get some dick. Not necessarily in that order.
I'm the only person I know that carries solo cups, shot glasses, ping pong balls, two decks of cards, and a lawn chair in his trunk. I'm ready to turn anything, anywhere into a party.
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