Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
Best text conversation ever. Other than the one we had about using blood for lube.
My entire life is one complicated drinking game
he turned the pretty ricky playlist on. its about to go down.
it never fails, everytime he manages to fuck my earrings out of my ears.
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
I puked right in front of him after winning beer olympics and he still hooked up with me. My life is so easy.
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
We need to drink more. Just think how awesome it would be to wake up in a trailer and NOT remember how wee got here.
I feel like I just want to take a shot of jack, have sex, and shoot myself in the face. In that order exactly.
There's times when I need to be plowed... and I'm ashamed to admit auto correct was able to predict that entire sentence.
Yeah, it was all very half-hearted. In the middle of sex we both just stopped and looked at each other and said, "can we just sleep instead?"
That is so sad.
You need to finger her with the Spock hand sign since she loves Star Trek.
If I don't answer right away it's because I took an Adderall and the fridge needs cleaned.
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