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say what?
wanna hang out?
I dont know whether to be proud of myself for not driving, or being proud that i was so messed up I couldnt drive
lets have sex before this no shave november shit gets outta hand.
Just had to pull out another loan to pay for that public drunkenness citation. I am so ready to graduate.
This isnt meant to be as creepy as it sounds, but do you seriously want a lock of the hair I cut off?
He's the kind you'd bring home and you'd wake up and all your food would be half eaten on the kitchen floor and all your socks would be missing.
MEET ME OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE IN THREE MINUTES. BE DRUNK. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
Nothing says "lifelong friendship" like FaceTiming in a sex shop.
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
I feel you. We can get adjoining rooms. It'll be like Disney world, but with drugs and ivs instead of roller coasters and Mickey Mouse.
Which is way cooler
Current state of being: shivering like a new born kitten on the bathroom floor
I have so many feelings about this burrito
I can't masturbate without laughing really hard at some point and it's entirely your fault.
I feel like I put a fire out with my hand but idk if that was a dream or not
low point of the night : a cop just busted out laughing at me.
Randomize
