Life is so much better after having sex.
walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
Admitting I go to nursing school is my subtle way of saying, yes, I know every muscle in your penis and how to effectively use them.
In class ... We were just assigned groups for the quarter... Remember that night we took shots from that guys pants? I now know his name
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
I still can't believe you had sex with someone who willingly went by Peaches.
Yeah, clearly. And then we can float around my room on Christmas themed inner tubes. And drink, I guess.
ugh... thank God for ATM withdrawal limits. I was drunk enough to give that weird shaped stripper all of my money while making her cry in the back room.
Still want to know how you got back last night? Two Campus Security Officers carried you in around 430. Your pants were around your ankles.
I hate Sailor Jerry.
How do you say happy birthday to someone you fuck occasionally that almost got you arrested? Like what do I text.
Just used the "Buddy" Poppy flower I got from a veteran to clean my one hitter. "I'm proud to be an American"
The house hit rave levels when La Bamba came on which confuses me because I live in white suburban Canada
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA ASSHOLES
Dude you were so wasted you thought a fake electric candle was real and tried to light your cig with it. Multiple times.
I'm too drunk to remember your name. I'm too drunk to recall where i'm currently at. And i'm too drunk to give a shit.
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