i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
woke up naked, spooning with wine bottle.. and my video chat was still open. fuck, not again.
Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
If you're ever in Seattle we should Fuck. Or get coffee, whatever.
The lid of our salsa is promoting a contest that ended in July '09
He just ordered a bottle of Beam at an Italian place for us to share.
I fucked her and then she made me sleep on the floor next to her bed because she 'has a committment problem'
its like the body should be a temple but we treat it like a kmart
it's a drink the shower water kind of morning ...
after tonight, seriously nothing could taste better than toothpaste
Dad had me doing shots of chocolate mint Everclear last night. I've never felt closer to him.
Everything was cool until I tried to photo bomb those Hells Angels, then it's all a blank
So apparently they remodeled our middle school. Looks like we'll need to find a new roof to play beer pong on this summer.
For whatever reason, whenever she's drunk off Crown, all she wants to do is jerk me off with her feet.
Anyone who does not consider cereal and wine as a balanced breakfast needs to leave immediately.
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