So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
Last night I went to an anything but cups party. I took a hummingbird feeder. It was a terrible decision.
My bracket is officially just a list of teams that lost.
I'm trying to decide whether it's worth it to masturbate in this gas station bathroom
He challenged me to a drink off, I couldn't just say no. It was a matter of pride really.
And as he was cursing your name from the bathroom you were ordering yourself another drink on his tab. The poor bastard had no clue you were a pro drunk
He may not be fully over his current wife yet. But wait until I show him my tits in his office at the end of the day tonight.
We're living together and you don't know if I've seen Titanic?!
I think my favorite day of the week is the day we get to fuck
I'm up in my room and I just saw a naked guy sprint out into the streets from my mom's party downstairs
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
idk i just feel really unsatisfied. like something's missing from my life... maybe it's chicken nuggets...
She's still mad at me for saying she looked pregnant and not getting her chicken nuggets.
I didn't even get crazy off of the coke so everything's fine. Also, I think I might have killed my aunt's dog..
i don't know when underwear became an acceptable clothing choice for parties, but god help me i hope this isn't a passing trend.
Let's do something tonight. I feel like setting things on fire.
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