stranger just walked up to the fridge at the party, took the hawaiin punch out, drank it straight from the bottle, looked at everyone who stared in awe and said "im fucking thirsty" and put it back.
I woke up and he used my makeup to write "hope you don't get pregnant" on my mirror before he left
We team puked and then made sex like wild monkeys. If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
When did it become appropriate to call your mother the morning after? While still naked in bed? WHEN?!