Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
sorry i interrupted the heart to heart you were having with your bathrobe last night
I figured it out. hungover me hates drunk me, drunk me hates sober me, and sober me hates being sober. so yes, were blacking out tonight.
I just walked by that girl who tried to commit suicide over me in high school. That was weird.
Good cause the way I see it, we are down to DAYS left of college so we should have as much naked fun as possible. And Jenga really facilitates that.
I truly don't know anything about sober relationships. Normally I would just drunkenly yell "sex?" in a guy's face. What do I do now? Be like, sooo uhhh, wanna do it? Awkward, and even worse, I will remember clearly just how awkward it was.
i'm getting the "you hooked up with my friends" speech from him. i'm returning with the "gotta keep my quota up" speech
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
passed a homeless guy with a sign that read "420 vetran" we gave him a bowl of bud
The "don't get cum on anything" rule also applies to my furniture and scarves
That's not technology. Doesn't count.
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
i don't know what body building stuff he's on, but his cum is basically a 5 hour energy shot.
I'd have to have a ring. Like I don't want to be called "the ex girlfriend that shit on me"
No way man ... This is real life. Complete sentences and everything.
I still dont see how i drunkenly impressed your mom
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