: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
highlight of my day: just saw a crying girl get dropped off at home wearing only socks, booty shorts, and a dirty wifebeeter. I wonder what happened to the costume...
I just puked into a plastic bag at a red light. Go me.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't speak English because I speak the international language of blowies.
These guys are walking up and down the hallway yelling, "Yo, is this the floor with the unisex bathroom?"
New level of stoned. My Terry's Chocolate Orange didn't 'whack-and-unwrap' so I ate it like an apple.
Tell me you didn't really piss in the hookah.
He passed out again after sex. I've hidden all his clothes. There's no way he is sneaking out in the morning this time!
hurry up this bar wont let me order big pitchers of beer for just myself
Eric was just sitting there open-mouthed swallowing sake from that squirt bottle for so long the lady across from us leaned over to her kid and told him not to end up like "the big alcoholic one"
is that a sigh of girlish delight, or "sigh...I'm having a herpes outbreak'
Can't it be both?
It feels like I was drinking gasoline last night.
I know he’s a bad decision but he's casual, his penis is amazing and his technique is on point.
I cant go through life without knowing what ginger pubes actually look like
Too hungover to brush my teeth. took a swig of menthol schnapps instead. lazy or incredibly efficient?
Youre my hero
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