so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Everybody was literally kung fu fighting
she bought me drinks at the bar, made me pizza at her place, gave me head, and then drove me home...i think i might propose
I am way too high for this. Some guy just keeps talking about music and life goals and he apparently has lived in every city we mention we are going
just had to explain to the health center why i wanted 50 condoms a month.
Joined a porch party below me by climbing out the window and jumping off the roof. Tonight will be good
Apparently I stole windex from the cab driver. Klepto Tom strikes again.
telling her she was ovary-acting wasn't the greatest idea. doing it in a text so she could see your spelling was where you really went wrong, though.
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
Watching a bear prancing around in a tiara is worth a loss of bar time.
what's your room number? I've never been there sober...
Slap a cop in the butt for a felony charge. Check.
So my plane's delayed and some guy is talking to "sparkles" he just told her to never again sell drinks from her cleavage. This is why I don't go home
Just sold my panties for 40 bucks to some rando dude at the gay bar. I think I found a way to fund next years spring break trip. Hello cancun!
There's wax on my nightstand, my sheets look like Christmas, and my vagina feels like it got into a fight. All signs of a good night
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