So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
I was worried if he didn't show me his penis, he would kill himself
Suite mates just came in and said that we have to go to Africa. They're already packed. Didn't know you could get that high.
While drunk it seemed like a good idea to barricade my roommate in his room with everything that we could move in our apartment, waking up to him screaming from it collapsing on top of him was just an added bonus.
Being a slut is okay if you're being a polite slut, right?
I have no idea. After the fireworks it all went to shit. Do you know why I woke up with a road sign?
I woke up in a place I've never been before, with people I've never met before using me as a table for domino's.
Currently bleeding through my leggings. Not good. Not good at all.
Hospital.
I am invincible.
It's like if a cloud had tits and you laid on them.
Spent tonight painting strippers in camo.
Well, at least you look pretty when you're disgusted
we had to follow your trail of clothes to find you.......
She just kept feeding people pretzels and sayying "You're such a good goldfish."
I stopped telling people I'm a pansexual unless they ask first, really tired of explaining what that means.
How'd things go with that guy last night?
He threw up in the consol in my car then started crying about his ex girlfriend.
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