so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
My porch is a mess of peanut butter and tostitos...thanks for that.
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
Please stop leaving drunk voicemails with your new black/Irish accent.
have to get expensive furniture. after that study abroad now at least six things at ikea are named after guys i slept with
The last thing I remember was you puking all over the inside of my door and him yelling "PUKING RALLY!!!"
I'm using my dog as a pillow. He's cool with it.
If I got to choose how I die, it would be in an Olympic sized pool of gin and tonic.
Took off my bra at the laundry mat to throw it in I am officially white trash
what a fun peer-pressure-filled weekend
So I just noticed that my last drunk google search before going to bed last night was "ghosts based on gays." I have no idea what that's supposed to mean
My roommate told me he found me naked in the shower puking and when he asked why I was naked I said "you can't wear clothes in a shower"
Don't judge me 👊🏼 his dick just whispers my name
I fucked that choir dude last night. he had the most strangely musical moans. it was like a Sound Of Music porno.
Somehow, you looked so classy chugging that bottle of wine last night.
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