last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
In Denver there are more bars per capita than any other city also the healthiest city. That means lots of drunk girls and no fatties.
theyll ask where you are and ill say on a date crying in a sombrero
like that time i did too much ghb at gay pride
he got a rim job in the basement.
apparently i was the one who gave it to him.
the boys lacrosse roster just went up... now we can see who we had sex with
I would totes be making out with random people in the name of america if I was at the white house right now
He only talks to me during the summer and it's probably because I let him fuck me in my pool last year.
Sometimes I send them texts like "I want to make you cry and lick up your tears" just to fuck with them. And THAT is how you get rid of a Stage 5 clinger.
this may be my drink champagne alone in a bbaby pool in the dark night
Come down here. We are watching people walk through the paper we taped in front of the elevator.
I'm glad the semester is over. I need a break from the term "whiskey sharts" coming up so much in conversation.
Everyone is out there getting real jobs and I just realized I've been "washing" my clothes with fabric softener for two months.
Clothes make me feel like a responsible adult and that's just not something I'm ready to handle.
It was a recodring of you having sex ! It was like an ape and a dying mongoose at a buffet Xoxoxo
so I'm walking to my last final while opening my giant red bull and i look over to my right and the guy beside me had one too and was looking back at me. without missing a beat he pulls out a bottle of jager, pours half in mine, half in his and goes "cheers"....i'm not even mad i probably failed my final
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