how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
Lets get really high and only speak Spanish to each other again tonight
THE PICTURE OF PEPPERMINT MOCHA MADE ME WANT TO TOUCH MYSELF
I woke up with fried rice in my sweatshirt pocket came downstairs and found all the chicken in the fridge gone. I'm THAT roommate aren't I?
So how many shot glasses of coffee grounds make a pot?
I only have two new blunt burns this year as opposed to freshman year's 6. This is growing up.
all you kept saying from the spare room was "can you bring me a puke bowl...and the cat"
getting a black eye the first day of spring break really sets the tone for the rest of the week.
The cops are here to take me to jail, so I guess I have to go with them. If I'm not out by 6 p.m., there is some left-over lasagna in the fridge for you.
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
He's just sitting there staring at my sisters teddy bear hoping it will come to life.
It just smells like spaghetti and despair.
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
She tried doing a backflip and ended up doing somersaults down the entire stair case.
FYI brushing your teeth & taking off your makeup does not erase the shame from the night before
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