sorry about last night, sometimes people just get drunk and have sex witht heir friends
I know, I was there.
I decided you couldn't drive after you asked where the time circuits were on your Altima
I wanted to see November 5, 1985
Some random slut told me I was a good dancer then gave me a handjob. I felt like fucking John Travolta.
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
Also I hooked up with a trainer at my gym. Between her, the married chick, and the bartender, my life is becoming a bad porn plot.
No one figured out why I brought along the vibrating massager.
Call me when you get up. This hang-over is like dismantling a bomb: I need someone to talk me through it.
Night is still young. Puking guts out part of it just began
I still have your make up all over the inside of my thighs from the face sitting. Free tonight?
I was going to try being motivated today. But then I took a hit while still in bed.
When I come home and take my bra off and I'm served with a perfect grilled cheese along with a glass of wine. Priceless.
then I ended up getting a lapdance from my TA...I love college.
Greattt I just sexted my dad trying to write u back
I'm noticing I drink less and do fewer lines when I do both together.
Now that's what I call smart money management.
My body isnt used to all this fresh air, sun and booze....ok well maybe just the fresh air and sun...its used to the booze.
Randomize
