...so i touched it.
Apparently you walked through my house with your dress on your head
I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
The only ground rules are no one is allowed to come who will say "no, that's a bad idea" or "what if we get arrested?"
You should have been there. We got drunk and threw a sword through his windshield.
where are you?
Hypothermia
Even the bar was yelling boobs, so of course the shirt came off
It's official. I am the girl who threw up in the library. Hangovers and midterms do not mix.
My month off booze swimsuit season diet plan is working well. Plus I'm learning so much about my house, did you know a girl named Meagan lives here?
OMG HIS EYES ARE POOLS OF SEX. HOT SEX.
I'm drinking with a guy who apparently blew my dog sitter.
I'm watching the World Cup in bed naked with john and our USA flag aviator glasses. Can you say America?
"She's seriously grinding on him while whispering into his ear, 'take me to McDonald's.'"
You know that if they offer you a bagel they are determined to sleep with you, right?
THERES A FUCKBOY IN MY PERSONAL SPACE
GET IT AWAY FROM ME IM ALLERGIC
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