we're blogging at a bar
hey babe thanks for tonight, it was fun.
to be honest, i wanna fuck your friend.
You told me you were pretty sure you were god because you knew everything about everyone.
We're going to play a drinking game. It's called "Senior Year of College."
I will not ride trays down a flight of stairs topless and drunk....
I'm glad the dog doesn't judge me for doing leftover lines and watching George of the Jungle at 10 am
Despite fighting the urge to vomit throughout the whole thing, I think that interview went really well!
I'm so covered in bruises. God dammit drunk me. We are a lady.
Advice for you. Never grate cheese on your counter then not cleanup the scraps, then have your bf over and endup having sex on the counter. Theres literally cheese melted in and around my ass.
I find out next week of the Australian was lying about his vasectomy or not. Keep your fingers crossed!
We got Pizza Hut & Papa Johns, delivered within seconds of each other, and both delivery people did a shot. I was put on Earth for this moment.
Just recreated a sandwich from the caf in my own kitchen. Graduation denial at it's finest.
I'm not gonna lie. The thing I miss the most about him right now is the air conditioned hotel rooms.
Right now I'm drinking out of a gallon water jug & eating a baconator. If you're feeling down, just remember you could be me.
There's a guy in a plaid shirt running around asking everyone if they want to head butt him
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