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Johnson Fuckin State

  • smoking in cars
  • 40’s
  • Jack Daniels
  • Buying cigs from Troller with quarters
  • FUCK YOU I’M DRUNK!
  • Gov’s lobby 09-10!
  • first door, first floor
  • 30 racks
  • DRUNK DANCING
  • The slip n slide
  • The rugby house
  • That very first night at the hut
  • You’re my girl blue! *shakes face*
  • Mike Clark’s parties sophomore year
  • WAITSFIELD <3
  • gotta be stoned for schwag
  • Rugby games (drink ups)
  • Choir
  • Dance
  • Just Straight Chillin!
  • The cove, fern gully, the patio
  • Smoking bong on the roof is probably my favorite rule I’ve ever broken
  • Getting lost in the woods was one of my fondest memories
  • The shitshow that always was Halloween
  • The “mysterious” fire in sens
  • Spada’s flat tires (5?)
  • “Blow into it like you’re blowing a balloon up”
  • Skank Tank
  • Meg’s porch with Mollie
  • The car through campus and down the stairs outside sens
  • Sophomore year and all the bad decisions that I would never ever take back
  • The Hub, KARAOKE
  • Tuesday night live
  • $2 Tuesday
  • Dog’s head, Journey’s End, Prospect
  • Lopo <3 fire hookah concerts drunk smoke weeeeeed
  • “Want to get high?…. THEN DO YOUR HOMEWORK BITCH!”
  • The wine week
  • Oh, my shoes are on the roof
  • The bathroom heart to heart
  • Drinking in bathroom stalls
  • All the heart to hearts <3
  • That night the boys stole a bunch of alcohol from a party and drank it with us and we danced like old people and sang obnoxiously outside sens
  • Peeling the rock
  • *knock knock* Res Life!
  • Rap Battles
  • Tap the handle
  • Chamber tours <3
  • Smashing bottles outside sens (boxing gloves and bibles?)
  • I could give a tour of campus based on all of the places I’ve peed
  • Churches with our ridiculous group
  • bong funeral
  • FLIP CUP! FLIP CUP! FLIP CUP!
  • Girl Talk
  • Asshole
  • Spliff team 13’
  • Cumby’s runs after dance (beef jerky and slushies)
  • The wind You can feel Johnson in your hair
  • The subaru, the sebring
  • All the music
  • Jamface
  • Joel’s toga
  • Steve’s tooth incident
  • The weird amount of tooth incidents
  • My first drunk roommate throwing herself down the stairs
  • Drunkenly deciding to room with Spada and then both forgetting
  • Records at Colin and Jenn’s
  • Choking Alex in the middle of a party on St Patricks day
  • Blackout Alex
  • “I thought there were more people here”
  • Tanya and Spada’s Birthday weekend 
  • Home

Fastest four years of my life. So far also the best. Thank you Johnson. It’s been real. 

“Wherever you are, it is your friends who make your world.” -William James

Thank you for letting me live here.

Laugh until we think we’ll die
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothing could be sweeter than with you

And in the streets you run a-free
Like it’s only you and me
Geez, you’re something to see

Ah, home, let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home, let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you

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I’ve honestly never laughed at anything this hard in my entire life. I’m crying.

OH DEAR GOD WHAT WHAT SHIT

I need this on my blog again.

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This is gold!

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-Kill me with Kindness-


Sublimate me. Elevate me. Meet me in meatspace. Meet me at the bar. Obfuscate me with alcohol. Burble in my ear. Whisper prelinguistic psychobabble in my lobe like a lullaby. Titillate me. Bewitch me. Tickle my funny bone. Run your thumb down the inside of my elbow. Squeeze my bicep. Hard, right? Yeah, I’ve been working out. Kiss my lisp. Kiss my ellipsis. Take me home. Charm my pants off. Rock my socks off. Verb all my clothes off. Scratch my back. Suck my tongue. Torture me with tenderness. Murder me with sympathy. Tuck me in and watch me dream about you. Wake me up. Order me around. Speak to me only in imperatives. Sell me yourself. Wow, that’s quite a sales pitch. Gurl, you are so cybersexy. I fit your target demographic, and I like your personal brand. You can market to me anytime. Fold me up and put me in your pocket. Dissolve me in data. Entertain me with mild stimuli. Text me. Sext me. Touch my touchscreen. Watch me twist into focus. I’m an antisocial butterfly. Socially mediate me. Trap me in your silky web. You like the internet? I like the internet too, let’s be best friends. Decimate my meatscape. Drown me in your honeyed voice. Drown me in a tub full of candy. Pour some high fructose corn syrup on me. Smother me with your heavenly body weight. Crush me under the unbearable lightness of your being. Unfurl me like your favorite archaic scroll. Crack me open like a fortune cookie and read my insides. Vivisect me. Eviscerate me. Cut me up into thin slices and eat me like a mango. Gnaw on me in a raw reverie. I’m just kidding. This is all just poetic hyperbole. Please don’t eat me. Walk across my cobblestone heart in your cruel stilettos. Trip me up so I fall and cut open my palms on the concrete. Make me swoon. Make me giddy. Make me vulnerable. Peel away my armadillo armor. Fill up my headspace with hope. Let me let my guard down. Send me mixed messages. Confuse me. Be my muse. Amuse me. Ask me questions. Tell me stories. Laugh at everything I say. Mention your fear of commitment. Start pulling away. Suggest let’s just be friends then never see each other again. Ignore this. This isn’t for you anyway. It’s for someone else, I swear. Forget me. Wipe me from your memory. Uninstall me from your brain. I wish I could do the same. But I don’t want eternal sunshine. I washed my clothes and sheets and the skyline but I can’t get your scent out. Everything beautiful reminds me of you. You’re undeletable.

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Ethan Ryan, Thought Catalog
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