now i know why i became what i already was.
Does puking on your bio final mean I can retake it?
She introduced herself as 'Ann the sober one.' Took me to a coat check and a lost and found. Then offered coffee and breakfast sandwiches. Turns out she's been paying her half of the electric bill running post-party operations.
it was like, one of those nights where you keep going back to the fridge because you just can't get full. except, with sex.
I don't know where Tiffany is but I just saw her shoes in the bar lost and found
This is amazing. I can pinpoint the window in time that you lost all sanity.
4 girls from the bar, me, strip basketball. here. NOW
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
So I just sneezed blood everywhere. On the upside. After yesterday I feel way more confident AND I give even less of a fuck.
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
When we missed a fist bump and simultaneously did the Rocket Power handshake I knew I was going to blow him.
Is it bad that we left the kid passed out on the bus? I think his name was texas. I was too drunk to be questioning this.
she just kept straddling the railing to the stairs and shouting "come on Seabiscuit, lets win this for America."
If we both don't have awesome filthy sexual experiences to share in the morning...we are no longer best friends.
You know it's a good May 2-4 when it involves 14 straight hours of vodka slush and garlic bread
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