His pick-up line from last night: "I bet you cant climb these stairs right now." Needless to say.. it worked.
New requirements. My future husband must have a nose ring and wear headbands.
We are no longer friends.
no seriously he was fingering me like he was really really frantically looking for a song on his iPod.
btw, her name was actually Alixx. in retrospect, it was pretty much a gimme
she wanted to watch hairspray while we fucked. she's obviously your kinda girl, dude.
Okay good. I don't want another mom thinking I got their daughter pregnant.
I just want a pillowcase full of fast food so I can eat and sleep this hangover away
Yes but from my experience being high around your own baby makes you feel like the worst kind of mom
Zombie crawl summary: 5 of 6 friends successfully laid. friend 6 too drunk to care and making out with a whale (not a costume)
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
The chances of me making out with someone next weekend are about the same as me not remembering it.
Idk woke up on the suite in someone else's clothing and actually broke my ankle
I feel bad for her. If you sacrifice and have a chubby husband I feel that you assume he's not going to cheat on you....
Did my extra credit for a class I badly need to pass at the bar of Friday's.. kind of sum's up my college career. Got a 90 though.
I know! It's like he knows when my vagina wants to misbehave!
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