It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
I judge my drunkenness on my brickbreaker playing skills. I'm winning. Suck it.
stayed up until 6am doing my presentation on buddhist art and the practice of chanting. took shots. did drugs. the powerpoint now includes a sesame street style game (with chicken/puppy clip art), an xzibit music video (and quotes about section eight and eating steaks), and a reference to a german metal band (universe). this is going to be the best presentation ever
i came on her dog
I think your going to be the cause of an awesome death
Haha its ok. When we got back you sat in the car and attempted to tell me in sign language you were blacked out lol
Dipping doritos in ranch. Why doesn't he love me?
Maybe your new years resolution should be not to fuck in Sears bathroom anymore.
I just took my birth control with a water bottle I found in my purse with vodka in it in Spanish class. 10am is still too early for me.
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
It's like someone is grabbing my scrodum with pliers and just hanging there.
I feel like I was dropped out of a helicopter. Through the propeller.
Please, by all means, tell me what can't be helped by two stiff drinks & a blowjob?
Hahaha more like walk of pride. You entered the lions den last night.
I'm pretty sure the cop knew you were drunk when you tried to light your cigg with a chapstick.
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