I am standing at the lion i publicly humped last night. i am mortified.
Her friend drew me a diagram of how we could get away with her giving me a blowjob at work.
he opened the microwave and beer cans poured out
MCAT status: Day 64, no longer can remember what sex is like.
And for the fourth year in a row Christmas has ended in tears, yelling and me drinking. This is officially our longest running Christmas tradition.
like teasing for 28 minutes, then the very last 2 minutes is where is ALL goes down. I'm talking, rings off, stable sitting position, hand job madness.
College has taught me that the "best idea" is rarely the fun one.
This is true but you can't really get fired from college
nothing can ever be as bad as the night i blacked out, updated my fb status to i need a pity fuck and then passed out for 13 hours.
The sigh of relief when u realize none of your drunk texts will result in permanent damage
I've had to much cheese to give a fuck about anything. im tired.
I don't know anybody that can get the cops to drive them back to the bar after being pulled out of a tree
it happenes
I smoked out of two pipes at the same time while my friends wielded the lighters last night. It felt like I graduated to the next level of stoner.
I was proudly and successfully the first girl ever to get kicked out of a the bar for being too drunk last night. Loving spring break.
I'm noticing I drink less and do fewer lines when I do both together.
Now that's what I call smart money management.
Idk if I want to put a bra on
Randomize
