The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
just so you know, the whole club saw your tits last night. and booed.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
I woke up face down on my laptop with three windows open: itunes, chat roulette and redtube
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
Its 6am and I'm sitting on the couch watching Clifford. Crying into my risotto because emily elizabeth helped the girl in the wheelchair get over her stagefright so she can win a trophy. Never drinking alone again.
we bought a duck. we're keeping him in our dorm room. don't ever try to tell me you've had a better freshman year than me.
You didn't see us wave? How could you not? We were all going like 10mph screaming at you. We were stoned and didnt wanna run over pedestrians
Traded my phone for pizza, then got it back this morning....successful night
I literally was just rolling on the ground and said to her 'this is what dying looks like'
if you want to know how my night is going I just ugly cried in the cheesecake factory
I just took a picture of Austin's dick wearing a hat. Except its not a hat it's a DayQuil cap.
I woke up naked in a tent. I was more upset that the air mattress had deflated.
twas supposed to be night one of rebound break but it was night one of get sloppy drunk and dance half naked in an ice shack
when I finally sobered up enough to get out of bed this morning I went to talk to mom and forgot that I had TITS written in big letters on both my hands. I love drinking games.
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