Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
Blood drive hookups: you will probably faint during the sex, but at least you know neither of you has AIDS
Could be my worst decision since the whole 'third degree burn' fiasco.
My building was evacuated who wants to quake and bake
And then we made hashbrowns with vodka and queso.
I get a nose bleed and my uncle is automatically giving me the "your doing lines off dashboards again aren't you" look
i'll llet you know if at any point this night starts to make any sense
I'm 99% sure I just puked glitter. Wine drunk Mondays shouldn't be a thing.
All I know is I woke up with his business card in my bra and in my handwriting on the back it says 8 inch.
We were wearing togas. So having sex was really easy to do without taking any clothes off.
Omg my butt feels so much better. Those suppositories are magic. It feels like Jesus fingered me in my sleep.
Tomorrow we start training our livers for St.Patrick's day. May God be with us.
I thought I came here to hook up, not for a Study Abroad 101 session
And on the 323rd day without sex, God finally said let there be light...or love?
There's a fuckload of syrup all over the floor.
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