we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
we should wear snuggies to the strip club
I was amazed that you fell flat on your ass and still managed not to spill them drinks in your hands. Your getting good at this.
They ran out of vodka so we started doing Body Doritos.
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
Didn't know what to wear so I ripped off my bed sheets and tied myself a toga. "a little hungover" is no way to describe me right now.
And they were awkwardly all over each other in a Christian way.
Literally everyone in the bar was absolutely hammered out of their minds. I swear I even saw the bartender swigging jd when he thought no one was looking. And there was me thinking Britain was the booziest nation in the world.
Welcome to America. You're gonna love it.
Who the fuck did i sell my right shoe to last night i need to get that back im not walking with one shoe on
It was disgusting, and I would've rather licked the condensation off the windows instead, but I figured that's wasn't very ladylike
She just texted me apologizing for taking selfies on my phone then asked me to send them to her
I cried over the lack of milkshakes I've consumed in the last month
I was just dry heaving outside of the Chem building when a guided tour walked by. Welcome to the Maritimes kids...
Sitting in a music store. There is a 40 something year old guy in a track suit, with a boner, and playing the ukelelie quite intensely.
thanks for thinking of me.
I walked in on a circlejerk after punching that guy out. Instant karma.
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