He tagged himself in all of my pictures so he would get a notification if someone commented on it.
Restraining orders are what college is about.
she was passed out on the moving sidewalks in the airport, we NEED to travel more often
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
I would not be watching the debate if there wasn't drinking involved. Let's be honest.
but they dont look like handprints. looks like someone had a boxing match with my tits and my tits lost
She needs more friends. Or a second therapist.
I don't know if trying Molly for the first time before my flight was an awesome or aweful idea
Jesus, you make out with one twin then sleep with the other and suddenly they don't want to play soccer with you... So sensitive...
I may or may not have definitely said the words "how do I put this beer in my purse without looking like an alcoholic" last night.
He told me I have nice nipples. You can't just tell someone that and then leave the state!
I just hip-checked Santa and stole his cab.
It's times when I'm naked but also want to be platonically social that I miss you the most.
He's not very smart so he didn't know I was yelling at him with monologues from Scandal.
I just took a plan B pill with my preworkout. That's the level I'm on today.
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