I am dying of drunk and no thats not a typo.
Is your delayed response due to the massive amount of judging going on?
Trying to find something to do here is like trying to find a vegan resturant in alabama.
i'm pleased to announce i can now open a bottle of wine with my shoe if called upon to do so.
Just tried my new showerhead. Sex with Brian will never be the same.
Why does it always end up with me crying in my car.
He put up a Facebook album attempting to sell off their Harvard furniture. Items for sale include: his friend, a broken lamp, an item described as a 'carpet and/or sleeping bag', a pair of paint stained cargo pants, size 'Tyler', and a self proclaimed $3 bottle of wine, which he is offering for $2
Hey, I'm making progress. I haven't thrown up in a bar while wearing a sweater vest in almost two months.
Another development in my life...I think I pulled a muscle in my neck from vomiting this weekend.
Last night I somehow got INCREDIBLY wasted & thought it was a good idea to make a group chat with all the guys I'm hooking up with and just say "bye." soo I'm hiding out till next week.
Fuck you fireball...just straight up fuck out of here
There was nowhere else for me to go. I'm like the island of misfit toys but I'm hot.
Whats a little naked between friends. Just don't laugh or I'll be scared for life.
I hate that I will forever be known as the girl who puked on the front lawn. That only happened once.
Matt is trying to convince me that we have a deal where if I show him my tits he won't do cocaine. Apparently we shook hands on it?
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