I've decided to bang my pen-pal.
Fun fact: tonight on intervention was the guy who did my tattoo
So I got a little fucked up on the punch, and made out with the family friend. Which is apparently morally reprehensible. I don't get that.
I just wiped my face with a slice of bread. Lowest point of the night.
I can feel the alcohol in my calves
soo how bad was i last night?
licking sour cream off of the table at pancheros bad.
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
We were trying to sober you with hotdog buns but you refused put half of it in your bra and said you'd save it for later
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
I think i smell like relationship. That's my problem.
and then we all passionately sang "what if god was one of us" until everyone passed out in the grass
Good morning sunshine. Care to hear the riveting tale of Michelle and the Almost Great Night That Ended In An Early Morning of Karma Emptying It's Bowels On Her Guilty Shoulders?
I just think that if you're going to run around naked outside, a feather boa should be involved. Half for the flair and half for an emergency cover.
I hope our bodies realize that workaholics starts tomorrow and will be well enough to handle the hell we are going to put them through. amen.
honestly my period and I are just as surprised to see each other every month
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