turns out I still hate jay leno...even at 10pm.
...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
i have essays due online every friday...im just going to write 'im hungover' for every one
he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
just fit an iguana in a condom...have pics
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
He had the smallest penis i'd ever seen. I can see why he drinks his life away.
I NEED TO NOT REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING. He is our TEACHER.
I got rejected. By another girl. At a red light. In front of seven shirtless cyclists in the middle of the night. How is that normal?!?
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
I've seen you dance and let's just say its a good thing you don't have a small dick
Colombian exchange intern from my Mom's friend's ranch loves me, and is staying the night because we got each other drunk. Successful Christmas? I think yes.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
Idk if I want to put a bra on
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