she kept calling me pablo. i just went with it.
I was the last girl at the bar last night. It was like a battle royale between 10 guys.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
Tinkerbell just flew up to me and tickled my balls. What the fuck did we smoke?
It's like a party bus, but there's a glass, airtight wall separating the driver from the passengers, and once everyone's on, they pump vaporized THC into the cabin.
Doing Jager Bombs on a Sunday morning is justified...How else is my team going to win?
I would feel bad that's he's locked out naked, but the world should really see that.
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
Made out with a mannequin all morning in cpr training, so im ready to party
Dude. There are selfies on my phone of me, wide-eyed, sucking my pillow. We did NOT split that bag 50/50.
$1 drinks and Playboy theme. I am never leaving this place
I passed out drunk in her bed. Her boyfriend showed up and told me to go to the other room or we were gonna have a threesome. I threw up off the side of her bed and left. I feel like that was an adequate response.
Its amazing how creative youll get when your house has been out of toilet paper for a week and a half
You came into the club around midnight with a carton of tropicana o.j. & said you were starting a revolution.
After the "sex" was over I dressed as quickly as possible. And then he came over to me stark naked and embraced me. For over a minute. And all I could think was please get your penis off my dress.
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