oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
so my phone accidentally called my dad from my purse at 2:14am....he has a 5 min voicemail of me discussing how Alicia should bang the guy who eats good pussy... i can never look at my dad in the face again....
Just found a shot glass and plan b in my backpack...
Im guessing the shot glass is for plan c?
I say we get drunk before the exam tomorrow. At least then we have a valid excuse for failing.
I thought she was being abused so tried to go in at the sympathy angle, but the bruises were from pole dancing. I went in at all angles.
1. Are there men involved 2. Is there food involved 3. Do I have to put pants on 4. Do I have to leave this bed
You keep saying things....but all I'm hearing is kegs
I smell like gasoline and adventure.
You were dancing with a coffee pot of rum in one hand and a joint in the other. So that should explain everything.
He puked over my shoulder into the toilet. The guy in the next stall sounded totally appalled.
once he tried to wake me up from my hangover nap to have sex, that's when things went downhill. he had to go.
go for it girl, the world is ur dick oyster
after the ketamine those signs on the bathroom door had little meaning to us
I smell of tequila and Im going to a funeral. This is my life.
I’m looking forward to our Cougar years. These freshmen know how to fuck
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