I could write a book called "things that come out of my vagina"
i'm going through the NYU 2014 group looking for future drunken hookups. too slutty?
he thought he was parachuting out of a plane... talk about a bad trip.
The stoners next door have their couch on the sidewalk again, shirtless, soaking their feet in a baby pool and listening to loud ukulele music. I want their life.
My mom said "I don't want to fund your drug problem" so she gave me a gift card to the book store. I now have a 420 page book on growing weed.
i was about to rearrange the room but realized that this is the only efficient setup where we can have sex while the other one's asleep without them accidentally seeing.
this morning i checked my reflection in the toilet as i was throwing up to make sure i still had my pearl earrings on
i don't know at this point bringing the fog horn might be a good idea...
I've officially done it all, fucked a girl wearing a twister board. ABC parties are amazing!
Almost bit the guy's hand who sits in front of me because he was stretching. That. Bored.
Keep it up. It gets easier when you turn 21. Something happens in people's brains when they turn 21 and all of a sudden you have the power to drink constantly and abuse drugs and still graduate with good grades and your shit together. Im almost positive I read it in my freshman year bio textbook
I slept through 4/20 and my roommates bought an entire ham that's just sitting in the fridge...
I just put Gatorade in my wine, cause electrolytes, you know.
It's a classy one I promise! Their toilets are cushioned an tier wifi is named hummingbird
Fuck you, i'm all jacked up on bananas lets go somewhere
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