i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
when your english prof writes "this was a real good paper" on your essay, you know you're at the wrong college
Last night we hooked up in nothing but out UK shirts during half time. Never say I'm not a dedicated fan again.
i must've hopped out the car and eaten some leaves...even when your'e drunk that's not acceptable
He found my weave.. Think he'll still fuck me Friday? And how do I ask for it back?
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
I have no idea. There are 6 asians singing hey soul sister to me right now.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
Drunkenly, I gave him a molly instead of an aleve so A) I'm still looking for him and B) I'm not sure about his headache.
I woke up and discovered I gave new meaning to the term "pizza pockets" yes it's exactly like it sounds like
we should definitely drink gin again. soon.
Just found some confetti on my nipple if that's any indicator of how the night went
This mustache is awesome. I can't pass by a mirror without looking in it and thinking damn, I'd like to give that guy a handy.
After my second liter of German beer, nothing D-cup or larger is safe near me.
I apparently asked the bartender for a plastic bag and told her I was gunna puke then grabbed two handles from the bar then put the handles in the plastic bag and left.....
He deliberately gets me high because he knows I fuck better and then I make food for two. I don't know if I should feel mad or proud of him for thinking that far.
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