she looked like the before picture.
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
she acted like she'd never seen someone do speed off of a desk with a rolled up receipt. and she calls herself a grad student.
Had a farmer come into my class to talk to us today. He apparently met his wife on fb and just thanked jesus for his land. I think I am in the wrong major...
should my break up email to my English professor be in MLA format?
with all this snow coming, and no school, I figure why not try every possible liquor snowcone.
We found her naked passed out on the bathroom floor. She didn't even make it to the shower. She was clutching the bathroom rug.
There were so few words spoken that I'm not sure if it was make-up or break-up sex.
I'm babysitting my fucking roommate he took out the screen and is trying to throw dishware in our fucking pool after he repelled off our balcony
Knowing that he goes to voodoo every Thursday really makes me want to get myself checked.
Its okay, i dont mind you drinking, im just surrounded by it, there is some random dude laying on your couch with a bucket that ive never seen before
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
It's times where you wake up in the hospital after trying to road surf that you wonder what you're doing in life.
how many ponies have to be on my pajama pants to convince him im gay?
i think we need a new approach.
I need to stop getting so drunk at bowling
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