were having a shit on karen session at work but then she walked in so we used code names instead and she tried to join in like she knew them
we put on a show in the hot tub for our boyfriends, then climbed out and both got down on our hands and knees and puked at the same time--still naked.
They threw me out of the bar because I was arguing business ethics with the owner of th bar
can't believe I ate straight coffee grounds to stay awake for that
yes we did fuck in his chapter room. yes it was demeaning. and yes, they probably will discuss it at chapter tonight.
I can't wait till you move in so I can stop drinking alone.
it's a Wednesday?
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Jesus Christ. If I were a normal sex-having person, I'd think I was knocked up. I'm cycling through emotions like I'm in a decathlon to crazy.
i was the only bi girl at the frat party. i felt like the last cresent roll at thanksgiving
Last night was good. Things got bad when I found a sledge hammer.
Nothing. Its like my body doesn't know how to function on a Saturday when its not hungover and/or still drunk.
I asked him to change the channel. There was no way I could do reverse cowgirl with golf on.
I might have been the first person in 2015 to throw up on a yellow cab before climbing in it.
But can mardi gras accurately capture the essence of my tiny rage?
I woke up in a front yard I didn't recognize to a grandma tapping me with her foot. What was in that punch?
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
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