This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
On the quad today: An amish choir singing something weird, and not 30 feet away 3 girls tanning topless. Definition of diversity.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
Since he's sober and out of jail, he acts like we are the worst people on Earth. Fuck him, the only acceptable time in life to do coke is the early twenties. He won't take that from us.
Laying in bed nude eating a Big Mac with a cat. It's gonna be a good year.
Over 50% of the drunkest nights I have ever had began with me saying "I'll just drink my dinner" to you.
And I just want you to know I got myself into this mess. I gotta get myself out. Plus, don't you only need one kidney?
my whole wardrobe smells like substance abuse
I keep getting the feeling him and his friends are hilarious and we should drink whiskey together forever
On the upside, no one went to the hospital! Lex's friend was definitely on fire at one point last night though because he tried to juggle tiki torches. He was shirtless this morning and smelled like a BBQ.
He called my vagina "the man cave", and I found it charming
I promise that I won't shotgun beers with your boyfriend this time, Scouts Honor.
My boobs smell like weed again. This happens way too often.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
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