Think about all of the events that have led to this: me sitting in the back of my classroom drinking beer out of a taco bell cup, telling the teacher I have to leave early to go to an AA meeting.
Maybe you should have studied instead of worrying about who is going to have sex with you
just joined the mile high club. if this plane crashes because of this text, it was worth.
One of the bamboo sticks broke and impaled him. I think he's drunk enough that it shouldn't hurt until tomorrow.
you almost dropped the shot glass then you thought you were such a hard ass for catching it that you slammed it on the table and broke it
He told me i had to sleep under his bed. He said it would be my castle.
I really wasn't that bad. I thought I was pretty tame.
When Anthony passed out you poured vodka on his face
I think i just fucked the same guy a second time without realizing it....does that make me a good whore or a bad whore???
At least I look tastefully trashed. My nipples are hidden and I'm standing up.
We need to talk about the sailor moon porn. Do what you want in your room, but I don't want to come home to you cranking it on the couch to that.
So apparently someone caught him as he was falling. And carried him around the rest of the night.
If he gets me coffee, cold or no I'll make him see Jesus with my mouth.
I don't suppose you have a recipe for a cocktail made of bitter resignation, regretting everything, poor life descisions and deep-seated self-loathing?
so hungover. idk whos house or comp im on
I miss my innocence.
I miss being able to say, "I've never done this before."
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