He asked about stds. I told him I don't have any... which I don't. They are now called sti's. Whooopsie
the last thing i remember is unlocking the door. its like i was literally opening the door to my blackout
Dude. She told me she felt bad for not giving me more blojobs. HOW COULD THAT HAVE GONE BETTER?
I woke up in his bed wearing nothing but my underwear and it was on backwards and my entire body is too sore to move...
Im glad someone is finally more of a drunken slut than I am.
Theres an amvulance here. It might be for me
Blasting venetian snares and drinking a beer. I love being an adult. It's like being a child but with beer for breakfast, better music, and no one yells at you.
His 21st birthday is in the middle of shark week, it's meant to be.
You know being hammered seven days in a row can do serious damage to your liver.
Text me on Monday and make sure I'm still alive
Has my life seriously led me to day drinking on a Monday the third week of the semester?
It's after 5, it's not day drinking.
it's taken me 3 hours to eat this pudding cup. I think I am melting.
Nothing quite like the "I had sex you a month ago and now we're stopped at the same 4 way" wave
It's dollar drink night and I have my honors society initiation tomorrow. Somehow I think this will not end well.
I shouldn't have that kind of responsibility when the prospect of being high is readily available. All I could do was hula hoop and smoke cigarettes last night. My remembrance of anything important was out the window.
Double dirt bag award winner tonight. He picked me up in his wife's car.
Then he asked if he could pee on me and things really went downhill
The weirdest part of it all was wondering if I was going to take off his fanny pack or he was before we fucked
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