I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
So I have the professor convinced that the textbook will take another week to deliver. that should give me enough time to replace the cash i spent on strippers.
Well if he truly loves me he will just have to accept my flaws. And that includes a tequila dependency and borderline lesbianism.
Please stop leaving drunk voicemails with your new black/Irish accent.
We are cuddling. She is so cute when she is too high to be a loud bitch.
I need to stop drunkenly getting naked. I'm losing all my favorite party clothes.
I woke up and my backpack was empty. He used me for sex, and back to school supplies.
blue gatorade loses no color upon regurgitation
I FUCKED THE WRONG FRIEND HELP ME
I wouldn't marry anyone who wouldn't symbolically fuck a doughnut with a sausage though.
I like it here so far, only people are a lot less accepting of my terrible decisions and it's cramping my style
Thank god for Taco Bell keeping you out of jail
And by "have lunch together" you mean me giving you a blow job in the back of your Tahoe, right?
I didnt know whether I was going to vomit or orgasm because I was feeling both sensations
Pretty sure this radio station is run by a cult. Good thing it's in Spanish, can't brainwash someone who can't understand you.
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