I just wanted to let you know that if you dont tell me to stop texting i will still keep on trying, you matter to me
restraining order is on its way, crazy bitch
i jhust puked up my retainher.
i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
he referred to my room as the tit cave...
you took him to the bathroom with you to pee and told him he had to hold your hand..but he couldn't turn on the lights because you didnt want him to hear you peeing..and still got laid. i wish i had your life.
he laminated a picture of his dick.
I can't help but be optimistic. I'm like a ball of slutty sunshine.
Luke did at least 8 shots of pure mayonnaise last night. I am not sure if that is better or worse than my 2 cement mixers?
And then he said "if you were planning on bird feeding me that's not ok"
They shouted last call and the guy next to me and I looked each other up and down and went in unison "yup, you'll do"
He said that I looked like a "ghost had crawled up into my vagina and died"..so yeah, I'd say the hangover was noticeable.
There's a weed, money and oreo filled pinata promised for our party.
You got into an extremely loud argument with a juggalo and slapped him, he started crying and everyone cheered.
I remember that, it happened before I started drinking. I thought you said I did something shameful?
so we’ve decided to fuck for our own health
Why are you hurting?
Tried to drink all the beer in Nashville last night....failed.
Randomize
