oh and i feel obligated to inform you that there will be no sexin' because it's 'lady time' for me. so this ain't a booty call.
let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
i think our first tip to leave should have been when we saw the drinks were coming out of a gas can
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
what's an appropriate "I'm fucking your grandson but I'm trying to hide it" outfit?
She crushed my hand with the box spring last time, so it's all good.
ttyl tear gas
Last night all you did was whine about how you needed something new and exciting
Is THAT why I woke up with dreadlocks?
Aside from having sex with a rando in a toga on george's couch i think taking plan b in the library is the most hashtag college thing i've ever done
Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to pick up rum, beer, and cigarettes. Your holiday will self-destruct if you ignore this message.
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
Christ I forgot how flexible you need to be for a decent sext pic. Jesus.
I did a line off of, and then danced on top of a table older than this country.
Harvard is great.
Mom wants to know if you're coming over or if it's safe for her to take her bra off...
this old people party is bangin. they have apple cider with everclear in it
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