Im partying with a unicorn. You don't even know.
you know how you have to have just the right ratio of chips to sandwich? same goes for pubes.
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
Just gave my little brother the collection of clothes that boys have left in my room since I've been in college for his birthday.
Definately going to wake up wondering what happened to the other half of my lip.
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
In other news, shitting yourself is not an acceptable way to start a Thursday.
But seriously, I hug most of my drug dealers.
Until this weekend, a man hadn't made me orgasm since the night Obama was elected. Now THAT is change I can believe in.
We should just do therapy together, clearly we have all the same issues. It's why we are friends.
How did it feel to just observe all the people blacking out usually you're on the other end of things
I felt like I was at the zoo
At first I was nervous about leaving him my undergraduate legacy, but apparently he made out with lesbians, woke up with hickeys and a different shirt. My family name will survive.
new dating motto: let your guard down, not your panties
Don't worry I sent a creepy stalker message to a guy I slept with 6 years ago, Sunday Funday rock bottom
he had a bulletproof vest and a pocket full of lollipops! how was i suppose to say no.
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