so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
She just called to say she can support a full bottle of vodka between "the girls" now. I'm going over, don't try and stop me.
We thought she was passed out on the toilet, but she raised her head to tell me the word I couldn't remember was "empathize." Then she puked blood and passed out.
Underwear, t-shirt, bottle of Pinot Grigio and Golden Girls. I've hit a new level of homosexual.
I JUST ATE A STRANGE BURRITO, I SHOULD NOT BE EXPECTED TO KNOW ANYTHING RIGHT NOW.
Nothing says "Good Morning" like Jell-o shots and coffee cakes.
My body is like , remember when you wouldn't let me puke last night? Good luck at work fucker.
"Douchebag of the Year" award goes to the guy who didn't reply to the picture of my tits.
Please tell me last night did not happen and there is another reason why my phone smells like ranch sauce ahahah
I think Saturday night will always be a mystery to me, except for buying an excessive amount of birthday shots for everyone and yelling BIRTHDAY SHOTS before every shot.
Just traded a sandwich for anxiety drugs outside the club. I fuckin' LOVE this place.
I'm the only person who goes to break up a friends with benefits and comes out with a boyfriend
so you 69ed him in the parking lot of your apartment
yah I won't allow him in my apartment
He's so sweet...I can't see him enjoying that I got injured during sex.
Hungover on St. Patrick's Day. I did this backwards.
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