sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
There is a distinct lack of front teeth here.
I mean I'm forever immortalized as the one who puked in his dad's straw hat.
I DON'T CARE WHAT THE CIRCUMSTANCES ARE NEVER VOMIT IN MY PURSE AGAIN.
We're lucky we aren't prostitutes by now. Whats the etiquette for returning a pair of heels with blood on them?
it's a gatorade, cheez its, and regret kind of morning....
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
the last thing I heard was you screaming as the rodeo team herded you to the next party
do you want to shower with me?
only if we can drink the jungle juice while we shower
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
You were asking her how her mother would feel if y'all dated, etc. And I was yelling at you your girlfriends name over and over again in between gags and sobs.
Settled one third of the tab. Am going back for sex. Love you, make friends
I have so many feelings about this burrito
I just left and he walked me out and went call me if you're ever... Eh... Whatever. And walked away.
GIIIIRL I AM STONED AF AND I HAVE A HOMEMADE POT PIE IN THE OVEN THIS PARTY IS LIT.
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