I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I think my plan to not drink this week was just ruined by my mothers discovery of the chat function on facebook
Found my new morning breakfast spot. Hospital cafeteria. Nobody asks questions, they just assume shit went downnn
At best buy, little boy just crawled into my stall while i was taking a shit
im going to live freely with my legs opened and my heart closed
Dude I could put my dick between the gap in her teeth.. This is the last time we are hanging out with Kentucky girls
You Were screaming "Im trying to get it in" and "stop cock blocking" while i threw you in the car
Just did lines off your face, congrats on getting in the magazine bro
got delayed, meet you at the bar soon, found a shopping cart, i am now getting pushed to the bar by some guy that was peeing in the alley i found the cart in
He just turned 21, it's very obvious the end of their relationship is near. Now we play the waiting game.
Ice cream: Good. Fraternity: Good. Eating ice cream off a Skid Row bum's ass crack in order to get into a Fraternity: Homoerotic at best. I quit.
Apparently I walked to Denny's in the pouring rain without shoes just socks last night. Excellent.
I just connected with one of your drug dealers on LinkedIn.
Let's not forget that we had sex on the ground in public tonight.
Plan b and 5 hour enegery breakfast of a champion
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