party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
I'm chasing vodka with french fries.
You got so drunk you kept singing the Sailor Moon theme song and kept making everyone call you Sailor Venus.
We started making out, then he decided to get naked, put on a condom, and proceed to dry hump my leg, sweat pants and all, until he blew his load. I thought this was college. I immediatly left claiming I can't sleep in other people's rooms. He didn't even bother taking off my hoodie.
I hope whoever gets these locks of love doesn't have a drug test anytime soon
they have a walk of shame score keeper on their fridge. I marked my tally for him on my way out..
I don't think you have the libido for two women at the same time
I think you underestimate the amount of time spent masturbating
5th glass of wine. There's pictures of Jesus everywhere. It's like you're constantly reminded of your sins here.
Even her dad came up for the body shots. Wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there and let it happen...
My time here is complete. I think I have now thrown up in every major degree programs building
After everything you did, you followed it with "Oh God, that's something a high person would do. But I'm not high." So yeah, you're not getting near my stash again.
Nothing like waking up naked and alone on your floor to remind you that you make life mistakes often.
Forgot to tell you--the bartender at Crowbar set his arm on fire last night. He was doing this "Cocktail" bartender trick of pouring alcohol that was on fire between glasses. Then some leaked out, onto his arm, and set his arm on fire, then his shirt. Exciting! (And he's ok).
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
I'm curious as to what my outfit choices drunk me made for this weekend.
Randomize
