i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
This is the last time I call a hotel to see if you or some random guy paid for the room last night.
Im shirtless eating a burrito. How urgent is this?
is it consensual if they're cheered on by a room filled with 30 people?
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
cheese fries, coffee, with a side of dry heaving in the bathroom at the diner on campus at 5am. never felt better.
I was changing in front of my window and my neighbor text me saying, "nice pubes."
Just so you know, classy bitches change the morning after in a CVS bathroom.
My heart is swelling with pride right now. I fucking love you.
Ive never seen one person more proud of themselves of peeing in public and getting away with it.
There is naked swordfighting and something green and alcoholic going on in the basement. COME. OVER. NOW.
Who knows. Maybe the world would be a better place if more people sent their drug dealers thank you cards.
i just took a huge shit in old main. i think my college bucketlist is finished.
i got kicked out of the casino for drunken disorderly conduct because i kept stumbling into old people and one of them told on me. as the boucer was taking down my information so i could no re-enter i ripped my id out of his hands while yelling fuck you.
I'm sorry for peeing on you last night. Will cookies make up for it?
She was blacked out at her own party. It felt good to stand next to her while she laid on the floor and say "vomit does not look good on you."
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