I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
Welp...herpes.
phil was outside the bar last night, sitting on the ground playing songs on a guitar hero guitar to people walking by for money...best version of free bird ever
he was fingering me, then looked down and said "i like your socks"
I NEED TO NOT REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING. He is our TEACHER.
You know why I moved here? No public intoxication law. A cop just helped me from my bent over vomit pose, asked if I was ok, and gave me a ride home.
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
If we see one freshman that cummed on me, we are leaving.
I don't like getting sloppy drunk but I don't like getting just half drunk either, I'm way too responsible if my blood alcohol level is below 0.2
All that fucking tequilla made my head feel like it's inside of a body builder's asshole. He's doing squats.
Hot Italian guy literally came into my logic class just to get my number to study with me and left. America.
Good news y'all just straight up snorted 2 adderall and I'm not a real being on this plane of existence anymore and I'm ready for finals
I SHOULD BE TERRIFIED OF HIS DRAGON DICK.
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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