Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
I plan on putting pajamas back on after I shower. Today is going to be awesome.
I cont stop tolking in a british axsent
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
Chasing tequila with honey. Ill let you know how it turns out.
He probably has his cowboy hat on, that's his house hat.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
I woke up on the dog bed, bottle of alcohol still in hand and my thong was hanging off the family portrait.... Yikes
Let me tell you how my drug dealer wants me to take his girlfriends little sister to jr prom
After I was kicked out of the last frat I blacked out, woke up in the hospital with no clothes no phone and no idea what happened last night. But i got hospital socks, thats a win in my book.
I had to write an apology letter to my roomate for hotboxing in our bathroom. What a bitch.
he went to the bathroom at 5am only to come back and squeeze my boob before going back to sleep
I don't care how hot she was. She didn't like Scooby Doo and I don't fuck with that.
Remember, today is also the anniversary of Harambe's death. D**** out.
I've got two reasons for you to come over later and one of them is pierced.
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