I'll forget this but out at 4am with a lesbian model at lil waynes bday party for the record
roommate just walked in on us. two and a half times. the half, she just knocked, sighed, and walked away.
I forgot how ruthlessly advertising works on me when I'm high.
So I've come to the conclusion that I would cry if I had an ugly baby.
There was a lot of him and a little penis
also. he gave me a foot massage during 69ing when i got a cramp. he's a winner.
You're just mad that I don't wanna have dugout sex with you
I had 800 mg of ibuprofen 2 b vitamins and I'm pounding water like I'm trying to win a hazing
I had to assert my dominance as Alpha Drunk.
foreskin is a definite game changer
Last thing I remember clearly was, "ok, but if we're are gonna get drunk before class, there's no half-doing this"
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
I just gate-crahed a party and met a state senator, so I had an interesting afternoon jog.
They've taken all the lighthearted fun out of S&M.
Being in nursing school really pays off when your dealer tries to pass off naproxen as Percocet. Like I may have made a C in pharm but I aced the pain drug test
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