fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
if women knew the size of my dick, theyd be much more receptive to my sloppy drunken advances
no, i'm currently making the trek across campus to get all my stuff from last night. My ID is in one guys bed, and my camera in another guy's bed.
And a psychic told me I was pregnant and I am just so over life right now.
I can't remember much about walking home last night. I think I kicked a dog.
The sound guy for the band told me id make a great valentines gift for his bisexual girlfriend
i had to sit with a fan pointed directly to my vag for a good 10 minutes
Me focusing on not shitting my pants is keeping me awake.
So I hooked up with a guy with a mustache and woke up on a dragon futon underneath a dragon yin-tang tapestry... My life is spiraling in a weird way.
Come on down you're the next contestant on "lets go drinking!"
PS my house is a mess.
pps I have a rash on my face.
The toilet wouldn't flush at the club so I literally just shat in the garbage.
she's a drunken disney princess. so basically me if i had a crown and no desire for independence.
is it bad that im laying on a beach towel in my room with my lights on high pretending to be tanning on the beach in the summer?
Who brings a stripper to breakfast at the dining hall? What was the plan? Impress her with his meal plan?
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