he quoted Bring It On. It's over.
my weekend in 10 words or less: hot friend of a friend, open bar, beach house, sore. In that order too.
No subtext here. People are naked.
she asked me if i can do her a favor, came over, and gave me head then left. i still dont understand how that was a favor for her.
Every single time I start thinking that we shouldn't have done that to him, I think of his ballsack in our passed out faces. No sympathy.
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
His idea of romance is drunkenly leaving me dead dandelions on my car in the middle of the night
let's remember the whole point of NYE: to drink antisocial amounts of antisocial drinks, become incoherent, ruin a carpet, talk to a tree, wake up with head sellotaped to toilet. The where/how is superfluous, my vote goes to a cupboard and a bottle of jaeger Questions?
When you're awkward as a teenager, it never goes away. You just mask it. With makeup. And boobs.
The holidays are too long. I always run out of adderall before I run out of family. you got any left?
I hate drunk me more than anyone else in this world
Dude!! Who the fuck glued Cheetos to my couch? Bastards!!
Nxt time we drink that much, we'll have to hide the crayons. Crayola-ing a mural on the living room wall wasnt the brightest idea, but it sure is classy. Right?
there's fucking coffee grinds packed all inside my pipe. what did i do
Abby there's no shame in reading porn. It takes more work than watching I suppose
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