: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
He walked into the party with a case on one shoulder and a boom box on the other of course I fucked him
any interest in drunk sledding later? if not, any interest in driving me to the hospital later?
My walk of shame got a new perspective when I walked into his livingroom and found his roommate fucking some chick on the coffee table.
Her bed looked like it had just hosted a water balloon fight. It was that good.
I am planning my day around naps and lesbians.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
I cnant read. Cheetos goen. Help. Grt Cheetos.
There were grown college boys running around north campus in capes with nerf guns. If security were to be called I think they would just give them more beer.
Just keep in mind that she didn't start telling you you had the largest penis she had ever seen until AFTER she found out about your multi-million-dollar trust fund.
I need you to be best friend brutally honest about whether or not I can go into public like this.
She text me that night and asked how the dick was and I quote my drunk self "average at best"
he pulled my tampon string out with his teeth like a grenade pin yelling frag out! That's why I fuck guys back from deployment. They'll go the distance
i have two papers due tomorrow. contemplating if i should take adderall in my anus for full effects
You’d probably be happy to know that I think I’ve mastered the skill of knowing “my type” and then steering clear
FINALLY. I THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD NEVER COME!
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