Apparently I joined a band last night. Definitely my favorite blackout.
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He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
vaguely remember the bartender stopping me outside last night so he could pull the duct tape out of my hair
He snuck into my grandmothers house, broke her lamp, fucked me, then had breakfast with us the next morning. I am an awful granddaughter.
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Yea.. I remember nothing. Except that the taxi driver was 56 years old and apparently never cheated on his wife.
And there I was, sitting Indian style on the kitchen floor, my fingers covered in peanut butter.
I may be in pain from falling off the roof but getting to the morning roof keg was well worth it.
going to class with no bra.. is that saying "i don't give a fuck i'm one hour away from thanksgiving break?"
and now that ive poetically compared your vagina to a nuclear missile, I hope youre prepared for this date.
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Interesting preview of what next year will be like. Side note, missing a chunk of flesh from my middle finger.
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
Today might be the day that I legitimately throw up in my saxophone.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
I don't remember his name but he sat in the bathroom and gave us both advice...