trying to fathom saturday night and the fact that Rainn Wilson now hates me. my brain hurts.
All the good ones are taken. All that's left is the Harry Potter geek or the asshole in the corner. I think I'll settle for Harry Potter.
He posted a picture of my bra on facebook with the caption "I don't know who I hooked up with last night but if this is yours please come pick it up".
stopped you just in time from sledding down the roof.
Were betting on little kids falling and racing for a drinking game at the wedding.
His kisses tasted like beef jerky and captain morgan. I'm pretty sure I came before he even took my clothes off.
Dont forget the glove box taco bell stash i saved for drunk us.
Shit stained towel. The very symbol of how much closer we are as friends. Fall 011... beautiful disaster
Hah no, But it might feel like water boarding to my soul
We laughed. We cried. We came everywhere.
Guy just came in wearing only shorts, on his hand was written - my name is ... Call ... And tell them where i am, thanx - in permanent marker, ordered his favorite dish, and left w/out touching it. It's snowing outside.
I found three vicadin and a pint of fireball with the note. In case of emergency drink me under their sink.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
okay we need to get tested.
no YOU need to get tested. I'm just going along for the ride.
Of course I'm going to see her again. She had waterproof handcuffs in her shower.
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