i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
You unbuttoned your shirt and started walking down the center of the road screaming traffic stops for Enrique Iglesias.
but you don't have to sleep on top of four different cum stains because you'd rather buy a case of Franzia than spend $3.50 in the student laundry room
he brought me knee pads...is that sweet or weird?
well that explains the french fry and ketchup packet rolled into the wasitband of my sweats. thank you drunk me.
One reason I feel like garbage: Kraft single wine shots
Who spent today in nothing but a vajazzle and candy thong? SORRY NOT SORRY
He has started theming his dick pics. I have one he sent his duck has a sombrero on. Another a Barbie is riding it.
Hey, taking organic chemistry means no one is allowed to tell you you're partying too hard.
He's such a neat freak that he started making the bed while I was still laying on it naked. He succeed in case you were wondering.
I'm pretty sure even the managers want me to show up hungover my last day, it would be negligent and disrespectful to do otherwise
hey can you send me that pic of that dude?...if this isn't Rochelle's phone...can you please find and tell Rochelle to send me that picture of that dude?
I love that they love me even though I might not exsist, its kinda like Im God.
Do you remember standing up at 3 in the morning and asking me if I was counting to six?
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