Last night was an abortion. I might need a publicist.
this is like her 8th guy since december, is she wasn't frumpy people would call her a whore
you told me to make out with him to promote the social success of the sorority
Don't be a smartass. I'm trying to fuck a guy who's sober. It's more difficult than you think.
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
She said we should all be mermaids since didn't breathe for 9 months inside our mothers. I want her logic.
planned ethnic drinking holidays while bored at work thru next may. I don't suppose you have any scots or russian in you?
I gave up. I'm crying over my notes. Oh, ya know, just another drunk finals week
Like I've never seen her that drunk. She's usually like quiet and doesn't say she'll fuck someone on a futon
Omg last night I was giving shots out like I was the Willy Wonka of the alcohol world.
Some small part of me hopes I'm on the probationary list because of seeing the Dean at that fetish party.
I'm spring cleaning all of the fuck boys out of my life.
OMG he dropped his pants for me. Granted it was to show me where he got stabbed but still...
Also I just had a pointless meeting and the only thing I accomplished were my kegals
I just want to get high and watch Dr. Pimple Popper.
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