Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
Definitely saw about 20 people at my final that were never present before. It's like seeing who's gonna be serving me fries in 4 years.
I knew we should have skipped class earlier, my lab partner is drunk from last night and making up his own experiments.
Balcony sex scratched the shit out of my phone. Whups.
Judging by her face, I'd say she's at least dabbled with meth...
If a Romanian girl's marriage isn't considered legal in the US then she's fair game right?
One minute we were getting noise complainted by the security guards the next I was shotgunning a beer with them
She peed in the limo. She stood up and pulled up her dress and peed on the floor of the limo.
Me. blonde. Sex. Dance floor.
Tomorrow is Have Sex and Climb A Mountain Day. We have amazing dates.
I just had a spiritual connection with my sweater and did ballet in the hallway. Alone. I'd say we're gonna chalk that up as a win for marijuana and call it a night
At one point we were both in the bathroom and i was taking a shit while holding your hair as you puked in the sink. Friendship.
So it's official the pockets of my work apron exist solely for the purpose of secretly flipping off asshole customers and not losing my job.
So, I almost went hone with a French guy and a drag queen. Together. Then I became sober enough to realize, that's not my style.
I was asked to be part of a mmf threesome. I think I'd rather stay home, watching Orange is the New Black and cuddle with my cat though
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