I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
we are both sitting on my bed desperately refreshing the order tracking page for dominos.
You were carrying around a milk crate, randomly putting it down calling out 'praise be to the milk gods' and making people pray to it.
I just put on eyeliner and a diff shirt in case the pizza guy is cute. This is what my dating life has come to
St Patricks day needs to be raged like youve never raged before. Like youre in the desert and it starts raining beer. Like it's the day the announced the 21st amendment (which is the one that ended prohibition)
And by go well you mean everyone's hammered right?
Yupp. And someone's bleeding
I did my walk of shame through a safeway at 8am to get YOUR hangover bagels. You're welcome asshole
I have a hunch Mama J got around.
Am I allowed to say that about my own mom?
His girlfriends signaled their approval by pulling me off of him and in turn making out with me. I think I will hang out with this group more often
I was so high. I had so much hair. It was like all my hair follicles exploded.
I'm currently on an epic search all over the city for a drug store that isn't sold out of Plan B. I celebrated your birthday from afar.
I really appreciate you taking the time to blur out my excessive boob cleavage for instagram
Fuck you i've put so many pretzels in her shirt
Looks like a sea otter shaved my vagina. Keep an eye out for me this weekend, no one can see this.
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