Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
Just found out I have to work new year's eve. It's like one final 'fuck you' from 2009.
I refuse to have another spring break doomed by pregnancy.
okay - we take $20 and buy each other some 'drink till we puke' clothes from the thrift store.
Of the three people getting wasted at this dance competition, im two of them
Whatever. I am not explaining the physics of my dick slapping.
I'm going as your incestuous sister. If thats not the perfect winglady I don't know what is.
I'm so drunk. Remember me this way.
I have his gate key so know he has to see me again.
I think I'm still high. And I definitely still smell like lobster, so there's that
And speaking of good acting I may have a sex tape now
I'm glad you found someone that both loves you and is cool doing coke off your tits. Proud of you.
I passed out while searching "symptoms of narcolepsy"...
At least they took the pillow of my bed before they had sex. My friends are so polite.
Would you still love me if I got a Whatever Forever tattoo? It's like the Emo kids' Live Laugh Love
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