you really need to stop walk of shaming home from theme parties.
you proceeded to suck on ur pinkie saying it reminded you of chris and you wanted him badly
my professor just said "the power of the situation"
drink
they almost convinced me to put "Funbags" in the 'other names you may be known as' section of the job application
tonight i'm going for the "i fuck with the lights on" look
I mean besides the fact someone got stabbed, I still had a pretty good night.
I'm never waking up next to someone after sex again. It's alllll downhill from there.
I guess I realized I had a problem when I ordered 4 shots and told the bar wench to pour them all into 1 glass
Mr. Clingalot just ran from our apartment. What the hell?
I started to cry afterward and mumble random things. Examples: "God, please don't make me be so gay anymore" and "my mom is going to be so proud of me for fucking a dude this time." It was that or let him stay the night and cuddle. I mean, fuck that horrible shit I'm a girl that needs her space.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
I just threw up again because I opened my eyes... God is laughing. I resorted to taking the Mexican Dramamine because I feel seasick from walking. Not helping.
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
I got my nipples pierced. If you haven't seen my boobs in the past week, you're among the minority
I will gladly accept you into my home with open legs.
You were drinking tequila through a straw.. and kept waving your arms at me and getting this intense stare down as you muttered something about jedi mind tricks.
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