last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
i want two things in life...emily to stop talking and a block of cheese.
Last night we were drunk and talking about rude things, I mentioned felching and had to explain it to everyone. Everyone was disgusted and asked how I knew about such filth and I told them you told me. Don't get mad. Also a quck heads up, you might get gifts of straws at work,
I didnt expect it either. But she was there and I had a boner, so i made it happen.
wanna play who's drunker? I just made macaroni & cheese taco and offered it to the pizza Guy as a tip.
And with me just getting pulled over and you maxing your card out on tennis balls I don't know if we can afford it
Just filled the brita up in the bathtub because we couldn't get it into the sink.
So how much of last night are we going to pretend never happened? Enough to stay friends?
I dont think ive ever had a drunk day betray me so hard before
I don't know if I want to live in a world where i can't fuck an exes brother.
speaking of festive, i made out with a guy in a leaf pile last night. happy fall?
Thanks for the bagel and the sex.
Its official, kitchen-couch is my favorite.
You passed out again didn't you?
its likely that this occurred.
Waking up naked and dehydrated has become a regular occupancy for me.
If you survived your 72 hour masturbation marathon put on some pants and come over. My mom dropped off a lasagna.
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