it's not the walk of shame if you do it in cowboy boots.
did i by any chance text you anything about feathers last night?
you mean faeutihaers?
We just made a drinking game out of our chemistry review. This might explain my chemistry grade.
sooo....i just remembered that someone fed me a pretzel out of their purse at the bar last night.
If a man doesnt have the ability to fuck you well on a small climbing wall, I don't think he deserves you.
I had to have my mom pick me up from the party and the windows lock was on so when I went to projectile vomit out the window it wouldn't roll down and it splashed back at my face.
I found him down the block clinging to a light post laughing and crying because a house "looked like it had buck teeth"
Don't come. It's not even a party it's a total sausage fest. Like 20 drunk dudes in a bedroom. We can still drink by ourselves though it'll be ok
i'm almost positive she was a dude but like it doesn't even matter
re read what you just said
Which I'm also surprisingly fine with. If he walked into the bedroom naked, holding a fish in one hand and a lit candle in the other and said "Let's get fucking weird." I'd probably go with it. He's just that hot.
he said "be careful" then handed me a cheezit...
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
Might call you tomorrow on a drunken hate filled rant, or just a normal hate filled rant, either way be ready.
Please just help me figure out where the bruise on my face came from.
I see more hoeing in ur future
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