I was staring at you from my window across the quad. I wanted to let you know so it's not creepy
she came over and started getting naked and said its not like i came over to just hang out
youve hit the jackpot
Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
so for future reference,at what point did you feel like a line had been crossed?
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
he was CRYING into my vagina
The extent of my physical activity is running from the cops.
He made off the wall shots in beer pong, stuck the girls dog in a cooler, and played with swords with her mom. I wish I got his name
at which point he tried to give himself a prince albert piercing with the stapler on his desk.
more embarrassing than that time i showed up to class in my hoodie and leggings because i over slept, and then as i zipped my hoodie down i realized i didn't sleep with a bra on or a shirt
I woke up on the dog bed, bottle of alcohol still in hand and my thong was hanging off the family portrait.... Yikes
You are not the cause of late onset lesbianism.
Mixing Powerade and white wine has been one of my better ideas.
Is it just me or is it like a girl gets married and all of a sudden she’s a “blogger”?
I'm sorry about the fire. I was too fucked up to do science, apparently.
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