Woke up this morning at my parent's house. No idea how I got here... what happened last night? Was it bad?
We using my standards or yours?
if i had a camp nickname it would be Flick Bean
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
Oh, and for future reference, telling a guy that your ass is too tight for anal is like painting a bullseye on it.
He stumbled into my room, flopped on my bed, shoes on my pillow and asked me for a juice box. Then fell asleep with the juice box on his forehead.
She's riding a bike down the street and drinking brown liquor. A pt cruiser is honking at her and she's like I HEAR YOU!!
Please don't judge me for my hormonal purchase, judge me for my awesome rack.
Apparently at some point last night someone gave me tequila. There was a few shots left when I woke up so that was breakfast. This is a good birthday
He invited to drink but spelled forties wrong so no thx
Finals week game: One shot for every psychological trauma I've been through that I have to explain in detail. Man I hate my major sometimes.
i'm not so sure everythign we did last night was legal...
His mom came while we were asleep naked and started asking me about my plans after high school... Is that even a thing.
What happened last night?
Lets just say you asked me a couple times if you had eyeballs..
I love that they love me even though I might not exsist, its kinda like Im God.
I can’t shake the image of her gigantic black unibrow. It’s like I got a blowie from Eugene Levy
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