I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
I am drunk as shit eating pancakes. I am not the person to call.
I seriously dont think i have ever ridden a horse sober.
Even my Russian and Serbian roommates think I drink to much.
his mom walked in, looked at me, sighed n nsaid 'when are u gonna learn' n walked out
i love you. like a brother. a brother that i had sex with more than once.
IF CHARLIE SCHEEN CAN DO IT I CAN DO IT IM A PROFESSONAL
when you wake up try not to move. we are betting to see if more sprinkles stuck to you or the pong table.
I definitely paid for a case and a fifth and all I got was 6 beers and a crown and coke. Wtf. Bar math sucks
I'm currently day drinking, studying and making corn. Don't tell me what I can't do.
I knew as soon as he opened a beer with his teeth to shotgun it that I was going to sleep with him. I'm never going home.
bad night - i tried for naughty librarian but could only manage to pull off pissed off barrista.
I STILL HAVE A HARD TIME DECIDING WHAT TO WEAR IN THE MORNING HOW WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO PICK A PAIR OF PANTS AND GO OH ILL JUST WEAR THESE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
Her instagram is literally selfies, cats, and guys she's fucked.
I literally ended up in this basement and was tangoing w my friend and then I peed in a supply closet and had to be put to bed
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