we're blogging at a bar
Just got a script for 120 vicodin with 6 refills. I feel like michael jackson.
I could make treat bags
found out this morning via facebook that the guy i met last night has a wife and a baby and he took me to his apartment where he takes girls to cheat on his wife
i mean you met him at the daytona 500
im so poor im using the bottom of my laptop to heat my food.
Still can't believe they give people like us a drivers license and college degree.
I had no idea a 5'8 girl could fit entirely on her knees in front of the passenger seat of a Sunfire, but I am very happy to now have that knowledge.
That's why we don't trade sex for Taco Bell. It's called the dollar menu.
The object of the game was to pour tequila into a sombrero and drink as much as you can before it leaked through, 'Big Papi' won.
my grandma just gave me a shoebox fulled to the top with tootsie rolls and condoms with a not that said "enjoy college, find a big cock" i'm not sure how I feel about this
Beans, may the odds of a nip slip and drunken make out session be ever in your favor
You got this. You survived the RA last semester (granted you almost got arrested but still.)
Apparently I had 2 bloody noses and after my sis put me to bed at the hotel, I escaped and my sister's friend found me in an elevator with some guy
I just got a text giving me an hour window for when my vibrator is gonna be delivered. If that's not awesome customer service, I don't know what is.
Yeah, he threw a chair and hit her in the side of the head. She started hysterically crying and then proceeded to continue kicking our ass at beerpong. The girls got talent.
not only did I call my ex crying but drunk me also deleted the phone log so I had no warning when I saw him in class
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