I feel like if I were on Intervention, I would have to be a season finale.
Umm. Any where really. Alcohol and boobs. Those are the requirements.
Just because you were able to pour the entire bottle of wine into 2 glasses does not mean you took it easy last night.
just wrote a 6 page paper on my blackberry. including 3 sources. college is teaching me good things so far.
She just invited me to drunkenly make out on the kitchen floor again.....
Ok roommate is officially weird. Just watched her microwave the same broccoli 3 times in a row and cry b/c she fucked it up. Wtf lol
New drunken fun fact of last night, after I pushed Sarah and before I started making out with guy #1, I shouted that I'd go to third base on a first date, then threw myself at him
I'm dressed in all sequins still at 9:30 in the morning and the worst part is that I actually still fit in in Vegas
I just rode a horse than walked onto my property in boarshorts, flip flops, and holding a 40. What do I win?
was it wrong to tell him he's welcome in my pants any time?
being single and having a boyfriend 300 miles away is eerily similar. never skipped a beat eating hot wings in my bed with no pants or masturbating every day.
He just stopped me mid blow job so he could text his wife asking for TacoBell.
I LACK THE NECESSARY BRAIN FUNCTIONS TO BE ABLE TO PROPERLY RESPOND TO THAT
She dated an Australian guy or some dude with an accent. Normal guys don't stand a chance.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.
Your slutty phase was the highlight of my year.
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