Dude I just peed on my pants. not in them though. and yes there is a difference
no, he came in my armpit
They say you shouldnt they say its no good for the environment in your vagina
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Now there's vomit covered trash all over the front lawn. I feel accomplished
I dont know why the TSA people are looking at me wierd. I mean there is no way i am the only hungover college girl here with nine tally marks on her hand and last nights glitter on her face
this must be what syphilis tastes like
she just punched a dude and called him a peasant for not drinking fast enough in flip cup.
Stop banging my friends. This is getting weird.
Stop being friends with hot 18 year old girls.
I smoked my last bong as the sun rose. It was magical.
The nice lady at the neighborhood liquor store informs me that we have a new woman-run neighborhood sex shop. Jesus loves me and wants me to have a happy Valentine's day.
Do exhausted, barely concealed hand jobs count as joining the mile high club?
she's throwing knives it scares me
update: broke ceiling. glass everywhere
i saved a drunk oompa loompa he was passed out on the lawn and i picked him up figured out where he lived and put him in his bed and wrote his roommate a note
As long as it's before midnight it's cool. But it would be understandable to ring in my new year shitting myself just before I go to Iraq.
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