i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
Lady next to me is getting american flags airburshed on her nails. god bless the ghetto.
we went to the store to buy cookie dough and conditionally went straight towards the booze
How did currency from Costa Rica make it's way into my wallet...?
His hands were made for my vagina.
running the faucet water is not hiding the sound of you vomiting. fyi.
In other words, he somehow found his way to my apartment, wasted, and was naked on my new couch. Completely naked. It was too special to pass up.
I feel like god wrote up a contract of my life, and i just signed off on that shit without reading the fine print.
We woke up at 7:30am. We got a 30 rack, yelled at all the freshman shackers walkin back to their dorms, played a game of beer die, and boned all before 11:00am. I found my soulmate
The ONE weekend I don't put anything up my nose, and it decides to bleed like crazy
I don't understand or I understand perfect - if were not talking about fried chicken I'm not sure what's happening.
My exam ends at 4pm so I plan to be passed out in the bar by 5pm. Want to join me?
Where are you and why are you fighting with a bird?
Does this cleavage amount say, “Fuck it, I’m over dating, let’s just fuck?”
One lesson I've learned so far from college: You've always got time for one more shot. Always
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