When we ran out of red solo cups we switched to Starbucks cups for beer pong... Who doesn't want to live in Seattle?
jungle juice + heels + stairs = broken arm
used foursquare to find where i am. please come get me. this is the scariest bedroom ever.
You. Me. A bottle of Vodka. The wilderness.
Hey remember that night when you sang Fergie to me? I think that's the exact moment in time when the thought "I could be faithful to this man" came into serious consideration.
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
No Bryan wants to get drunk, rub inappropriate dudes legs, talk about my vagina and send me pics of his boomerang dick. That's not how you watch basketball.
That's how he does EVERYTHING!
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
Her car is covered in frozen vomit, and she lost her iPhone. I'm also pretty sure I smoked crack last night. Rest in peace 2014.
IT TOOK ME LIKE AN HOUR TO DO THAT. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME TO CONCENTRATE ON ONE THING FOR AN ENTIRE HOUR?!
I just want him to hold me after a bad midterm. Is that even too much to ask for after sleeping with him twice?
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
And on the 323rd day without sex, God finally said let there be light...or love?
apparently i ended up downloading "thats amore", giving him head, and singing it... all at the same time
I think my roomie is silently judging me for spraining my foot by having sex in a bounce house
so the bounce house and tequila was good idea then?
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