We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
Last night I dreamed I was having gay sex in prison. That's the last time we go to theme night at the club.
i think i figured out where our problem might have started...when we poured more tequila on top of out margaritas to melt the ice bc they were too cold
hahaha or putting rum in the bbq sauce?
i found him! he's on the front porch using a bag of potting soil as a pillow. i forgot i left him there.
Ok, Jen and I are going out tonight and getting rowdy. I think you and Steph need to come. I understand if you can't, but not going out means you're automatically obligated to post bail. If necessary.
I make your heart skip a beat like that pivotal moment when you open a public toilet lid
It's not like I ment to feed you the shots of vodka, my hand just kinda slipped.
This bitch flirting at the bar needs to close her legs and open up a book. I can literally feel my IQ dropping every time she bends down to show her tits.
Jealous?
Very.
College is a time for personal growth. Meaning it's time to start using those pickup lines on randos at dive bars.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
Pizza and koolaid didn't even make me feel better. This hangover means business
His dad and I had a drunk conversation about life. At 4 am he told me that I was 21 and cute and should fuck whoever I want.
Talking to a customer about getting high and staring at glow in the dark wheels while there is a cop in the store. Just another day in Tampa
The highlight of the trip was definitely my dad telling me that I "used to be his prettiest daughter."
i woke up on the third floor, naked in a closet.
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