I just realized last night I drunk-bought a flight to Florida for this weekend...kinda torn between the price and the potential of awesomeness
Let's go free Charlie Sheen and party with him
I like that we make it a requirement to howl at the moon every time we get drunk together.
Europe's "the final countdown" was playing. It was pretty much amnesty for anything that might happen the rest of the night. It's a rule.
I woke up on the toilet with my feet gorilla glued to the floor, cake and makeup on my face and my hand glued to my head.
Welcome to the world of vodka. Rule #1: NEVER PASS OUT. Happy 21st
I'm not liking this ratio of moving to blowjobs...
I blacked out after running into my soc TA in the beer garden. came to dancing on the speakers at major lazer and making out with said TA.
This is what my life has come to. Drinking champagne alone yelling at the dog because no one wants to hang out with me
You are a piece of meat with a side of awesome to me.
Direct quote from her that tipped me off I was getting some: "I want to jump on his shoulders and wrap my legs around his face"
I don't know what happened this summer, I've lost my sense of morality. All I do now is work, get drunk, and have sex near national landmarks.
Now with the essential back story, I can empathize. Sorry about your beer and butthole.
What happened last night?
Lets just say you asked me a couple times if you had eyeballs..
It's nice doing the walk of shame at 530 am, the birds are chirping, campus is empty, and it's dark so noone can see who the Fuck you are
Quick question: now that you've broken up, should I also delete the nudes your boyfriend sent me while you were together??
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