There needs to be a term for a female version of a rusty trombone
the only reason I knew his name is because half way through I looked up and it was tatooed on his chest.
Still at the library. i hate tax accounting so much that i've started calling it potions...
We just watched planet earth in marine bio. And our prof told us that was all we were doing on 420
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
It's okay, I climbed on the roof of the bar to get my shoe back. This may become a Saturday tradition. I'll keep you updated
We made out for three hours. Then she said she didn't sleep with redheads and left the party. So yes, I'm still drinking.
Well the good news is my "i'm an adult" dinner party went well, they all brought wine and complimented my cooking abilities. the bad news is i woke up with the leftovers in my bed/on my face
On a separate but also a very relevant note, can we practice drinking wine like real people?
Sober me is really good at getting to the airport on time. Drunk me is really good at shitting my pants. Do you know how much pants cost at the airport????
U can find me on my couch hungover eatin tuna evaluating my life
it is a dangerous dangerous place where morals and dignity go to die and all your fantasies about men become reality.
There should be an open time period where you show each other your goods and it's totally socially acceptable to bail.
I wholeheartedly concur
I sent "Rawrrrr" to 151 matches on Tinder. I feel like thats a substantial size of the DC female population.
I'm in my bed. Snow angles in fresh sheets. don't even try to get me out tonight.
The fact that me being able to walk down stairs is an accomplishment in my books pretty much explains how I am
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