Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
i kept drunkenly begging people i met to be in my facebook mafia
btw when he was trying to sleep i was apparently poking him in the face w my 'flipper' slurring random manatee facts
She's the drunk girl with the air-horn and sunflower seeds.
KEG. KEG. THE OPERA HAS A KEG. KEG STAND IN A TUX. AFTER PARTY RAVE AND KEG STANDS.
I spent 10 minutes contemplating condensation on grapes this morning.
I need a full description of the guy I hooked up with. I don't think I ever saw his face
he seemed brazillian..
fuck.
My inner pteradactyl is also confused.
Do you know how many guys' fantasies I've been told I'm a part of lately?!
Just 2. But still.
i want to platonically make out with them, platonically. in the back of this minivan
Taking dicks and breaking hearts, no better life
It was great. He never spoke.
That's not why it was great, just that's all I remember.
Why can't he just dump me? This is like a baby seal clubbing the hunter
Youre a wreck. Youll be in your dorm weeping to project runway covered in pizza sauce and smelling of stale beer
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