it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
you went around and groping mens pants to see "which was worthy" of you to go home with.
you know it's time to start studying when you've procrastinated to the point where you're reading your roommate's ex-boyfriend's wall posts from 2006.
I blacked out after the shots of canned lobster bisque.
Pretty much gone. He was in the backseat and kept whispering that his "toes felt like pigtails"
You didn't see us wave? How could you not? We were all going like 10mph screaming at you. We were stoned and didnt wanna run over pedestrians
I have yet found the courage to put pants on. No judgement thursday led to no shower friday and now no pants saturday. God i miss college.
Wanna hang out? my DILF had to dip out for his sons little league game
I just saw a herd of slutty loofahs run down the street...
I'm not taking advice from anyone I've seen passed out naked at noon on the hood of a strangers car. Meaning you.
This is the fourth day in a row I woke up with cheetos spread around me in a ritual pattern..this weed is unreal
I am stoned, not wearing a bra, and a woman. There is no way in fuck I am getting on a fucking bus.
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY I ATE TOO MUCH OF AN EDIBLE AND TOLD MY BARISTA I LOVED HER
got cock blocked by the cops again. two of the cops were the same ones from that t bell incident and they recognized me... they still dont like me
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