I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
and when i screamed you came in my eye, i found out that everyone else in the room had only pretneded to be sleeping
I like to melt taper candles in my wine bottles the next day, it makes my drinking trophies more classy, and makes me look like less of an alcoholic.
I found a vibrator in my car and it's not mine...this is becoming a weird day.
she's telling me all about the love triangles of her sims. you tell me how it's going.
Whats the count minus fat chicks?
there was this guy running across campus barefoot in the pouring rain stepping in all the puddles. i want his life. and i want to be stripper.
I will now attempt to shave my public hair into a Christmas tree.
That's two mile stones in one shot. A ginger and that's my third ashley.
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
I have no recollection of sleep choking you
I'm starting to blur the boundary between reasonable senioritis and self-destruction. Somewhat-openly hittin the flask in 11am class
hanging out with you guys is like living the wikipedia entry for drugs...not sure i can handle that tonight.
i figured out i could get from the downstairs bar to the upstairs bar AND grab pizza by going through the kitchen. it was the greatest discovery of my life besides the flabongo.
I threw up in a pringles can. how do you think my night went.
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