week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
I am drunk as shit eating pancakes. I am not the person to call.
I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
And don't be too jealous. Drinking alone watching a chick flick and masturbating isn't nearly as glamorous as it sounds
Well hello freshman 15, didn't see you there until I tried on last years summer clothes.
I've spent the last ten minutes rubbing glue sticks on the wall
Ok, maybe I don't want to know what happened last night... But somehow I guess I moved the oven.
Okay good. And who the fuck put a condom on my foot. That shit hurt
I can't wait for paintbang. I'm going to throw a marker at a child. There will be bail money in my backpack in m trunk. Don't use it on beer.
Just for future reference, me asking if you're free, followed by a winking face is not my way of suggesting a tandem bike ride.
he just sat there, in the doorway of my dorm room, chuggin a fifth like nobodys buisness.. don't know whether to fuck him or be afraid of his confidence
is leaving the club to fk in his friends van subtle?
White girls? They're everywhere. In packs. Drunk white girl packs.
tom claimed she had a star tattooed around her buttonhole. i am not prepared for this era of skankyness
ugh my stomach is so upset-- didn't get a chance to take a violent enough hangover shit at work
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