I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
I'm at verizon, the guy asked me why my phone is full of seeds. Deff. Not leaving my phone with you anymore.
So i guess i slapped the girl sitting next to me leg and said "You know what they say, got fat legs...you gotta fat BOX"
sometimes you have to go after what you want
true. and i really want to cum
i just successfully used the word "hymen" in a paper...welcome to senior seminar in lit.
She was really fucking loud. My neighbors definetly knew my name...
By this time tomorrow I expect us to be sitting at the kitchen table either playing a drinking game, or crying. Set an alarm
I would feel bad sleeping with her unless all of her personalities were on board with it.
It was at the same house, but a different party, when lesbians set me on fire. So there's that.
So apparently I was a completely different person lastnight, one who drinks scotch and makes out with 55 year old men who look like inspector gadget
I was thirsty after the sex and it was a long trek back to res so naturally I stole chocolate milk from his fridge as I left
If I'm walking weird, don't judge me. Things got kinda outta hand with the GoPro on.
Sometimes I wish I lived alone because there would be no one to judge me if I wanted to have whiskey and popcorn for breakfast.
Ok so I'm not gonna ignore the fact that you had sex on a frat basement floor and spent the last 4 years wondering how you got HPV
So the vodka/tequila mix went down fine but the burp made me cry
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