Never underestimate the healing power of vomiting and a bath.
In case you come back to the room and i'm not here, yes there's a cup filled with gravy in the microwave. Just take it out if you need to heat something.
It was like good, clean fun, but with bodyshots.
you know who we are? We're the female white stoner version of Kenan and Kel.
I can't even remember the last time I took my own pants off
No memories of receiving this. Or of getting home. Or of apparently developing a taste for marmalade, which I assume is yours because I have literally never eaten it before. It's all over the kitchen. And my phone. And in my hair. Oh god I wish I wasn't on the train to work. X And sorry about the kitchen x
You're lucky you got out when you did, about an hour later the girl in the Franzia box started wrestling everyone.
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
Stormed out of the house in frustration and now I'm in public and have to take a rage dump. Today sucks.
I was grinding on him when mosquitoes starting biting us and ruined every damn thing. I just wanted to fuck on a slide under the stars. It's every girls dream.
It's entirely possible that I'm fucking yet another gay guy
In my defense, there are at least three ways to die doing that, and I'm still here. America, Fuck Yeah!
It was a fun night! I woke up with a boyfriend, again....
I'm actually pretty sure the amount of alcohol I drank last night erased memories from other times in my life.
Dad hid the hash somewhere in my room and wont tell me where it is until i clean it. My room is spotless. The hash was on the ceiling fan...
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