He is either going to be in my pants or get a restraining order against me.
you were holding her hair as she threw up saying "I'm going to be a great doctor" repeatedly.
My tally is now official: I have been drunk every weekend since 2008. Cheers.
You tried to convince our cab driver that your $2 bill was worth $11.70
drunken yoga. on the beach. senior week. you have been chosen <3
My right arm is handcuffed to my leg... Please help.
Living room yoga. I'm too hungover to deal with anyone else's chi today.
I mean besides the fact someone got stabbed, I still had a pretty good night.
come onnn, where's your sense of adventure?!
I left it in that guy's dorm room.
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
sometimes it's just necessary to be your own gyno when you're too afraid to tell your mom about your real life
No I kepy moaning and just called out a name to make them believe I was actually having sex instead of masturbating.
The kitchen also doubles as a screaming room after midnight as long as you have something to muffle the sound
he was like tryna hang and chat and I was like dude there's an iguana in this room
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