I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
Drunk walkin through police station. America
He probably smells like baby powder and sexual identity crisis.
Someday. I cant very well invite myself to his dorm room. And I'm 28. The excuses to be drunk and running into him at uconn are rather slim. Although I'm working on it.
todays sighting is titled: Bum taking pictures with an invisible camera.
I began mixing captain Morgan and jack daniels and called it captain jack sparrow. I puked. a lot.
I'm on acid right now in three feet of snow. I NEEEED YOOOOUUUU
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
I just shit my bed. Go ahead and make your 40 year old incontinence jokes now.
considering I just took 3 shots of fireball I don't think I'm coming back tonight. also the hulk just walked in crushing beer cans on his forehead
I'm currently drunk proofing my room
"You can have sex in my class, just stay quiet. I don't like noise." My professor... Shall make for an interesting semester.
The seven of us sank the first paddle boat, but the second one was much nicer and we stayed afloat. Best night in a while, but we had to walk of shame for a mile.
Why are you rhyming?
Too stoned. That is how my thoughts are collecting.
He wants to play improv games now whenever he gets drunk. Sometimes I just do not have the energy for that kind of a thing
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