Shiiiit I think I'm getting sick. probably had something to do with the fact that i shared my mouth with everyone last night.
Wait. That came out far sluttier than I intended.
4 maple syrup blunts. Decided to sit on my roof and count the snowflakes that landed on my tongue. 84.
The "puke-towel" started to grow something...
I just woke up to find the whole kitchen sick had been converted into a gravity bong.
sleazy september. first one with mono loses.
I love you more than champagne and correct grammar
I'm going to try to be reasonable tonight and keep my drink count out of double digits
Seriously I just dipped a banana in vodka I really need to stop drinking
We waved. But it was a "let's hook up" wave.
My roommate comes home screaming, I brought you home a friend! I thought she brought me a guy...no, she brought home a one-eyed shih tzu.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
I'm literally the definition of crunk, sunburnt, and dehydrated. I'm going to die tomorrow.
So, just how hungover are you?
Not at all, surprisingly.
That has to be your X-Men power.
Did you poop on the roof?
WTH?
Is that a no?
We're getting a bucket of chicken and screwing around, so no, you can't join us.
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