androgyny at its finest. when you wake up one morning, robe up and watch ghost protocol, you really don’t expect much from the days events. Until Brocahantas bursts through your door and summons you to a day of adventure, grungy attire to be adorned pronto. one must never go halfway when it comes to statements, therefore grunge became man and man became grunge. american eagle mens cargo shorts accrued in middle school were the first piece of the puzzle, next a classic free weezy shirt, and finally at the end of the night, a phillies cap. in essence a man sat passenger, a man reeped the benefits of our evening’s pleasures, and a man participated in a fleeting photo shoot. the most androgynous of all, the wise wise old sage strikes again, questionable as always, legendary at best.
an evening of croquet and generally genuine sillyness. until one cheerleaders lips made contact with one klassy-ass shoulder, and it all unravels. never will i see the day where my shoulders and knees are no longer sought after and objectified. somehow it is quite possibly the funniest lingering joke among this bizarre group of people, but as always the skin of the klassy pays the price for unending hilarity.
its a marathon, not a sprint … we sprint marathons, the plan a success after much duress, 4 straight days of raging face, not a moment of hangover. exhaustion yes, muscle pain yes, unidentified bruises, too many, but not one advil swallowed, giving my poor liver some much needed salvation in the continuous consumption of libations. formal, slope day, fiji island, wine tour … yes this weekend was legendary by nature, but it takes a champion to make it out alive and with full memory intact. champions pay the price, and a bruise that look quite unmistakably from an assault, is a small price to pay for victory … oh and a marathon weekend without sobriety in sight. we go hard in the motherfucking paint. thank you, now its time to hibernate before finals
no condom, no bueno
Why we insist on condoms, the Cardinal Rule: Sex < Babies + STDs, ya sorry fratstars we go to Cornell, the cost benefit analysis just doesn’t work out.
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