Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
Journey is playing on the radio....I think it is a sign I am going to pass my drug test
I mean we havent seen each other since december and then bam its cinco de mayo and were having sex under a life guard tower taking tequila shots between each position. no big deal
using the left over highlighters from the blacklight party to study for finals. feeling the need to write insert penis here on my econ notes.
he told me he expects me to keep the fangs on when i go down on him. presumptuous, yes, but man after my own heart.
Either I spilled whiskey on my boobs last night or they are fermenting. Not concerned in the slightest
I normally need adult supervision or a babysitter, but I refuse to let someone keep me from making irresponsible and wrong decisions at the bar on my last bday ill ever have in texas
Just when I thought he had turned a new leaf, I see a "Let me get you pregnant" shirt in his closet
I let a blind guy feel me up. All he kept saying was "oh fuck yeah!"
I've found a new low. I was climb-on-the-bar-piano drunk.
In 2009 his now husband dressed in a sailor onesie and heels for pride so he needs to REMEMBER how to party
I have jizz, in my hair. I'm sitting in class with jizz. In. My. Hair. I need to make better life choices.
Sometimes i wish my vagina automatically turned itself off when i'm legally drunk.
Just rode a bull topless for a free bar tap for a month
not even sure this counts as hungover but like my body can't exist in reality today
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