Just cleaned up my puke with my lecture notes.
Whoever had sex in my bed during the party last night left a glow in the dark condom on my floor. I'm not even mad anymore, I just want to know who it is so they can tell me where to get one.
this will be a night to untag.
He told me that if his bed could talk, it'd write a medical journal. Guess it's too late to worry about that now.
And in my birthday dress, with my friends, i peed on myself in line for the club. Still went in and partied. I remember pieces
Minus the pink eye. Do I look fuckable tonight?
I just gagged from thinking about the amount of tequila we will be drinking. DRUNK TUESDAYS
You don't understand. If you watched a video of the shenanigans that occurred in my life over the past 48 hours you would gasp worse than the girl who witnessed me puking in my bag at the children's hospital
I hope you get some kind or rare disease that makes your dick ties itself in a knot for fucking her you lucky bastard.
He sent a video of him jacking off....class will be awkward tomorrow
I will never look at a penis the same again. After that I will appreciate them so much more than I do. Makes me wanna kiss yours just for being pretty
These last 48 hours have just been about deleting my most recent snap story
He was so drunk we almost didn't even make it to his place because he didn't know where he lived
I would say don't do anything I wouldn't do, but we both know I forget about my personal safely when getting laid is on the line
Today's hangover is brought to us by Sailor Jerry's and your dedication to my alcoholism.
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