your room smells of hookers.
And success
we just toasted to your mouth on alex's balls at the bar
when the lights went off, all i could see was the glowing of the camera light in the closet... i got the fuck out of there so fast.
Either she got face surgery at midnight, or i need to stop drinking...
Theres just something about looking at pictures of your dick in church that doesn't feel right
what kind of wine goes with anal sex and shame?
Listen, you need to start thinking with your vagina and not with your heart... That emotional shit is for your 30s.
It's raining beautiful colors and I don't know what the fuck is going on
You peed on a pole and declared to a cop that it was your pole and yelled at him to not even look at it, and then yelled at all of us for looking at it.
Serious question: does drunken cyber sex with a stranger on omegle count as cheating???
I forgot about snapchatting a pic of us, but I remember flossing with your hair.
I really don't know how I went from having a few drinks to waging war against ghosts in my apartment but here we are
He told me he sees me like a sister then 10 mins later tried to make out with me.
I’m really regretting these suede pants.
Thanks for making me a drunk burrito last night and cutting it into bite size pieces, I always knew you were a keeper.
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