My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
is her vagina suppost to smell like dirty taco bell?
We played Russian Roulette with a revolving Nerf gun. If you shot yourself in the face, you had to drink.
No one knows who he is but he hasn't missed a shot in beer pong yet. He's dressed as lance armstrong and is tearing shit up.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
I have vodka soaked strawberries. My latest tarot card reading hinted at a lesbian/bisexual coming out. I doubt I survive the night.
I want to be stormed in. I want to be stuck there. I want to climb a pyramid of strippers to safety
All the drunken hookups over the last year are self destructing, at least something is keeping nursing school interesting
Don't have sex in a tent there are so many opportunities for infections
When she saw "buy condoms" on my to do list she figured out pretty quick we were breaking up.
I just remember banging him and then at some point I went and took a shower and went and laid in the closet
Aint no party like a Broke College Girls Eating Stuffed Crust Pizza party
I behisseth at your soul from the deepest darkest depths of the earth
Can I say it was a great night out of town? Fucking my co-worker in the hotel bed while my best friend is fucking his friend on the floor and a random guy is laying in the other bed meanwhile we are all passing a joint back and forth
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