It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
smell my finger.
So I am guessing last night was a success we are all accounted for and only 3 of us have hospital bracelets on
He's probably hung over. I sure as hell am. I want to pop out my eyeballs with a fork and soak them in cold water
Bright side: maybe hell start being nice to you now that you know he has erectile dysfunction.
I just took my birth control with Redi-Whip. I'm that girl.
Sounds good. I will just get tanked here and wear this batman mask.
He took a picture with a naked dude. I think he just walked out of that deep ginger closet.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
My flask has coffee in it for finals week.. So that's responsible right?
It's days like today, when my bra and underwear match, that make me feel like I'm getting my life together...
I swear, I make more use of my creative writing major with sexting than I do with anything else
Thanks for ruining my life with your man penis
remember that party we went to sophomore year where we found that girl and had the orgy? Im totally at that house right now.
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