so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
That's kind of creepy but I guess since I'm wearing your dad's pants nothing is off limits anymore
I hate having morals and standards the next morning.
I had my own version of the Hangover last night. I woke up to a disassembled Christmas tree, shit on the futon, and a hamster in the bathroom with a necklace on that said "Feed Me Bitch." I don't own a hamster. I don't know what I drank last night, but I want to do it again.
Just sit in your kitchen floor until something speaks to you.
Just did a line with lance bass. Only in NY
how was it?
he was petting the bushes because they were "napkins"
woke up with empty beer can still duct taped into my fists and the word "dove" written on the back of my neck
I just literally had a dance party in my closet. I've never been this blazed.
I drunkenly texted ur dad last night telling him he raised great kids hahahahaha
He started praying immediately after we hooked up, condom on and everything.
at what point last night did i get this tattoo of an anchor made of dicks?
around eleven
This is the Front Desk Lady from the Saturolite Inn. Your friend is passed out in the lobby. Please come help her.
you should just get a floor plan of your dorm and start checking off rooms.
All three of the bartenders here have screwed my boss, so he's definitely gay. Unfortunately for you he seems to have a type and you're not it.
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