And then he said "good night girls" and kissed each one before I put my shirt back on
I'm gonna play a drinking game called "Sarah takes the train"
well this feels familiar. awake at the crack of dawn laying in the fetal position praying for the sweet release of death. i think im done with jager for a while
dude that bald bouncer just did a body shot off of brian and then kicked us out for trying to charge him for it
I smell like booze and the valet literally buckled me in, def top 3 walks of shame
I lost count after the 4th body shot but I think I'm wearing at least 3 different peoples clothes.
She came back in her actual cheerleader uniform. Made a bad bj tolerable.
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
I'm not entirely sure how getting 'house drunk' turned into us getting trashed, being serenaded by karaoke and going out. But it needs to happen again.
Nothing says casual like stairwell bjs
I wouldn't call that a crush. It was more of a minor brain aneurism.
He's easy on the eyes, light on his feet, and rough in bed...what more could a girl ask for in a rebound?
My poor liver. I drank enough on NYE to sustain an alcohol addiction for the entirety of 2015.
Like I'll lick your nuts to make you feel better if you don't get it
my vagina can't handle any more of our 4 day long smash bash. it should be like a holiday or something. should only happen once a year.
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