Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
Just dunked an oreo in a white russian. Trying to think of a better experience in my life and failing.
I'm watching Intervention to get pumped up for tonight
hey, this is the drunk ass freshman from last night. thanks alot for helping me out last night, i'd probably be on some lawn if it wasn't for you guys! and my mom says thanks for talking to her
Don't play hard to get, I've seen some of the girls you've slept with.
The cops caught them pow wowing in the teepee at the entrance of the golf course at 5 am. But were still missing someone.
Not sure if he was actually hot or hot in a "he brought a live chicken to the party" kinda way but I got his # regardless
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
While all the other girls were trying to out skut the next, Cameron was just doing cartwheels around the bar. I think she's the only one who got laid.
Sometimes you just have to have sex for a Netflix password.
Easy. Go to walmart, buy a bag of charcoal. everyone gets a present and it's cheap.
I'm smoking a bowl in my bathtub. I'm meant to be alone.
Yeeah, I think a threesome is one of those wedding presents you can't register for at Bed Bath And Beyond..
he told me he didn't like my name so he was going to call me Casey instead
I think all the guys I've fucked in my life would get along perfectly. They'd probably form an orchestra and travel the fucking world. That gives me the slightest feeling of consistency in life which is great.
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