you ran into the room and announced "I JUST FUCKED HER IN THE ASS". apparently you forgot she left the bedroom 5 minutes before you and was standing with us all.
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
well hello there hangover. fancy meeting you here on this BRIGHT thursday morning.
I have shoes on. No pants. And my jacket pockets are full of ketchup and grass. Yes. Good night.
before we left she put a post-it on the floor next to the toilet saying she was a pretty pretty princess
We were fucking at break-dick speeds.
Rosemary is literally sitting on the ground holding on to the rug because she thinks she is going to fall if she lets go. We smoked way too much.
His search history includes homemade sex toys and a plunger. I'm scared about what goes on in their place.
The only thing you accomplished yesterday was dry humping me on the floor of my work place WHILE I was working.
I like how our relationship transcends the borders of inappropriateness and encompasses all the colors of the inappropriate rainbow.
When nipples stop being hilarious I'll stop getting them out in public.
I'm sorry for aggressively singing the Frasier theme song at you so many times last night.
I threw up in the shower. I cleaned it all up and there is on mess at all. This hangover has become borderline religous. Powerful and life changing.
Would I do it again? Probably not but still,I don't regret a single ratchet thing I've done in college.
Do you remember what happened last night? All I could find we're phone numbers of strip clubs in Detroit. Did we go to Detroit?
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