I really like him. That's why I'm having sex with someone else, so he doesnt think i'm a slut.
We made a drinking game out of poaching eggs. When did our life turn into a really awesome version of Top Chef?
My teachers should feel privileged to see me this morning, after the amount of alcohol I consumed last night.
i don't know where i am. i made bad decisions. i think this guy is dead.
It was only 12:11 and I needed to make a Pepto Latte and call it a night, I don't remember that being part of my new years resolution.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
Apparently throwing balloons filled with vodka off the roof is considered terrorism.
I know. But whatever I'll just eat cold pizza and play with my cats by candlelight
Pro: Drunk Portland Strip Club. Con: Monday morning hangover at work. Pro: boobs. Con: Sleep deprivation. The Pro's are winning.
I would agree. Add some coffee to the booze. It will cut down on sleep deprivation.
Trying to decide who to DD on the fourth and I came up with a Who's who of guys I've hooked up with in the last month. Not an ideal situation, but I have a feeling it's gonna happen anyway.
This morning I found four opened yet full beers on my desk and my towel rack pulled off the wall and in bed with me
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
We will let tequila do the talkin this weekend
I swear, I make more use of my creative writing major with sexting than I do with anything else
You some how ended up sleeping on one of the beams that run along the ceiling of your house
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