C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
the jail released me with 39 mardi gras beads. I need details.
note to self... there IS such a thing as having too many birthday shots...
I will never underestimate my ability to drunken ramble. At one point last night i think i was talking about hieroglyphics
It's not weird mascara. I just have puke crusted on my eyelashes.
Well you are. Awfully cute even. Like baby bunnies. And tiny, tiny penises. You know.
we hotboxed my bathroom. with nine people and two dogs.
I think "I actually like giving blow jobs better" qualifies her as a keeper
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
This is what you sent me from the other side of the pool, "Idk but thers a pool n l wanna get naked take off my trunks ill paddle with my dick"
I feel like vibrating beds are just synonymous with venereal diseases.
She told me she loves wine, but hates the mud butt the next day. Dude, way to much info on a second date.
When I meet her I'm going to have to resist the urge of saying "hey! We're Eskimo sisters!"
Dignity. Ruined. Must. Smoke. Weed.
I thought I was at a rave until the paramedics started chasing me. You win again tequila.
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