Woke up this morning to a janitor hitting me in the head with his bucket in the hallway of my building. An alumni was next to me because we locked ourselves out of my room and couldn't figure out where my roommates were.
Cleveland boys shit in their own pumpkins in their own living room. Got pictures to prove it.
Shit sorry. Maybe I wont give you this sweet ass fanny pack I found in my parents attic
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
friends don't put videos of other friends on youtube puking on their professor on the first day
My living room is scattered with glow sticks wrappers, sparklers, face paint & beer cans?
It's not as cool looking when the drugs wear off, is it?
You were holding up a boot and yelling boot gang
I need to be more functional. That doesn't mean I'm going to drink less, I just need to wake up and shit
i snuck out to taco bell in my hospital gown earlier
He sent me a dick pic from his living room and it has pictures of his three kids in the background
Also my face is like def lowkey made of silly putty
Like actually I will be single and sad and lonely for ever. Cheese will be my life partner. Robot sex is my future.
I'm actually really happy I can say that my first body shot was out of a gay strippers massively ripped chest
woke up and you werent here...its ok if we're never going to speak again but my furry hand cuffs are missing and i would like them back. thanks.
You might see me up a tree with a deranged look in my eye , just walk away at that point
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