This house was built for laser tag.
I just sat in the Taco Bell drive-thru waiting for a trash can to take my order. Yes, that high.
I'm currently trying to figure out how I woke up naked and handcuffed to my bed. Not real worried about class right now.
It's official. I am the girl who threw up in the library. Hangovers and midterms do not mix.
he peed on his own floor last night after we left the bar. pretty much sums up how i feel about the evening
I sat down next to him and my bra just unhooked itself
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
Dude if her licking my face hammered isn't love I don't really want to know what love is.
Thats Poetry
It wasn't even dirty talking, it was more like the soothing gentle nonsense noises you make when you've spooked a horse.
So, I'm a little drunk in Seattle with Glenna, but we've all agreed that it's patriotic to think about Bill Clinton from time to time during sex. 'Merica
I love how when they see that I'm upset their initial response is to offer me ecstasy
ACTUALLY FUNNIEST MOMENT OF THE NIGHT WAS WHEN YOU WERE TALKING TO HIM AND YOU SAID "WHEN YOU MEET ME IN REAL LIFE I WILL BE A LOT ANGRIER." And then he said "WHEN I MEET YOU IN REAL LIFE I WILL BE LESS DRUNK, HOPEFULLY."
I'm like, not good at living.
Text me some of your sweat
Had to clear my browser history. I figured if she used the search bar and her name came up, it might be a little creepy.
Randomize
