I want 2 things right now, you or a cig
cig
week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
Tell her to not eat the pizza she threw up on.
bring the vodka.
i thought we were going to mcdonalds..?
we are.
Every time a song comes on I get sad if glee has not a cover of it
We didn't need to cut her off. I'm pretty sure the lit candle she almost drank would have done it for us
I have now slept with people from more countries than Ive actually visited. Can we make this a game somehow? Like foreign fuck buddy bingo?
He told me I just kept sending him the word sex and dollar signs.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
Seriously, come get him. He's not even a person anymore. He's a loud, drunk, cock-blocking wrecking ball.
I literally woke up walked into the bathroom, threw up and died this morning. Then went to my 8am.
I just wanted to personally thank you for throwing clementine slivers at me across the room while we made out
He brought me flowers and then spanked me with a Doctor Who paddle. Pretty good night, as these things go.
Awwwwwww!
Its okay. I just know how you can text with your hands cuffed behind you back, so I had no idea what "oh shit" meant.
Just got an exam care package consisting of only adderall wrapped in money. Score onr for mom.
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