Please dont use Danity Kane lyrics to describe your emotions.
thank god random hookups don't end with college. happy birthday, america.
I may or may not be drunk driving a golf cart. Vegaaaassssssss.
I'm having sex on a snuggie, yes i stopped to text you
"Not only do I bring a guy back to my hotel room....But I bring one back for my friend who's passed out drunk. Now that's what we call BESTfriends"
I'm finding that as the end of the quarter approaches, the list of things I refuse to do sober keeps getting longer.
I guess wearing a straight up bikini to class is an early indication that Thirsty Thursday has started.
im about 40 per cent sure i invited the bouncer to our pajama party next weekend...
I can't decide if the sex was so good I couldn't move, or if it was me being loaded on all the morphine that they shot me up with at the ER.
Just to an Octoberfest and a sex party. Nothing wild.
I want a MapMyFart App, where I can mark every spot where I have ripped one. Like here.
I'm drunk still and I cried and now I'm watching Whitney Houston singing the national anthem and I'm crying more
Oh god theyre drunkenly throwing knifes now, definitely the best movie I've worked on
when I walked in the door they were passed out naked, on top of eachother, with tetris controllers in their hands.
You think I could convince him that having sex with another girl isn't cheating?
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