The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.
It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name
I just looked at my iPhone gps history... "the gas station", "the park with a big scary fence", "the trampoline", and, my favorite, "where we were when we were about to do lines off a bible".
Pissing in la rieve gfox. Jer zsyuis diu drunk but it felt amazunbg
Dans le librearie ivetre. Hjhaha
Reached a new low. Drinking Wine from my thermos while on the stair master.
He gave me such a powerful orgasm I blurted out I love you. This is why just rebouding out of a serouis relationship is awkward.
I'm sure we could make a ball of yarn and a nickel into a drinking game
I think the moment I knew you were going to black out was when I told you how many shots you had already and you were shocked and then poured another one
I DID MY EXPERIMENTING. FOUR YEARS OF IT. IN HIGH SCHOOL.
we're like the harlem globetrotters of underage drinking
im glad to be known as "the girl you had sex with on a golf course"
ANNA YOU PEED ON THE STREET. LIKE NOT EVEN SUBTLY. YA JUST SQUATTED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. And you flashed your tits to oncoming vehicles to try to get them to pick us up
Update: drank half a bottle of Bourbon and texted three ex's. Waiting for the roommates to go to sleep so I can raid the fridge.
I don't know if I'm more disturbed by the fact that you hooked up with a dude with one arm, or that "hook up with a dude with one arm" was on your bucket list.
We get up to three toppings. Dignity is not one of them.
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