I'm still drunk from last night...I walked out for a cigarette with one of the Janitors here and apparently someone took a shit on the stairs...Which makes me wonder...was that me?
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
she wrote "SORRY" in her vomit and left
found out this morning via facebook that the guy i met last night has a wife and a baby and he took me to his apartment where he takes girls to cheat on his wife
i mean you met him at the daytona 500
I refuse to have another spring break doomed by pregnancy.
Because if the best sex I've ever had was with a gay guy, then God help me.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
I just found a wine bottle in my shower. Must have been a good night.
Breathalizer & tazer party did not go as casually as expected.
Pitting the remainder of the bottle against my hangover. I'm expecting an all out cage match for my soul and wellbeing.
Please don't mistake my med student status for responsibility. I'm drinking tequila while studying vascular surgery techniques.
Scientific fact: if he makes a face like a demonic dog when he's fucking you, makes it easier to fuck without feelings.
I begin to question your sobriety when you both left here shirtless, with beers in one hand and shotguns in the other
I just wanna fuck your brother. Sorry if thats a crime.
The guy in the cage next to me is having phone sex. His girlfriend is in College Library. Why is my life ridiculous.
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