i think ur clone was at the club last week. she slapped some tall girl in the face who tried to steal her spot on the podium. i dont know if ur like her, but she seemd like a ninja badass with superpowers
lesson #67 learned in college: a three day old margarita, is still a margarita.
She told me that she had to rub her face against me because she was part cat.
I called the bar to ask if they found my Id and credit card and they remembered me as 'the girl who signed her receipt in blood'
I wish i could sleep and get drunk at the same time...those are my 2 biggest needs right now
I hope so. I just start to question my lifestyle when i pee on coffee tables
He yelled "juice on the loose", yes i am sure i need plan b
A shower wasnt enough to wash off the shame but at least it took care off the blood.
And apparently midway I said "hurry up and finish so we can talk about what a bad idea this was"
It was dark, she woke me up, gave me a blowjob and then whispered in my ear: do you know who I am?
Dude, I lost my shirt, and my doorknob is gone. I'm not sure which I should find first
the evidence suggests last night I either took a bath in beer or drank 18 beers while in the bath. either one sounds good to me. sad i don't remember it
If I were better looking, this would be the point where I'd resign myself to stripping.
that is our friendship pylon, do not lose it
fuck you.
DO NOT LOSE IT
I am certain that you would be a mere freckle on the behemoth of slutty that has taken place at this complex.
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