You can't be mad at me for wanting to drink though, it is the reason we're engaged
Going to pass out with da shoes on. hugging wallstreet journal from tuesday. please check me for liveliness in the morning.
when i was ordering pizza, the guy muffled the phone but i could clearly hear him say "its that drunk bitch again"
failed my one goal of the day: wake up before 2 pm.
I have seen more male genitalia at this party tonight than I ever want to see again in my entire life.
Girls night always turns into let's seperate and get laid night.
She passed out in the backyard, making "face down" snow angels ... so they could have a smile.
well.. I tried flushing my sandals down the toilet
He just asked me if I wanted a ride on the "bologna pony." I never wanna have sex again...
Did we really just set fireworks off in a cemetery? Or was that a dream?
I think so and I think we were sober.
he was high. i was rolling face. we were both wearing grateful dead t shirts. at that point it's like we had no choice but to fuck
omg so there's this guy on the roof and he just stripped for no reason and now i think he's making out on the rooftop with some other guy? who are these people
Afterwards he face timed like four of his friends screaming he banged the hot intern.
Now I’m honestly wondering if I took this kids virginity
I. Am. Not. Tattooing. My. Penis.
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