I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
My eyes got the double whammy. Once with pepperspray from the riot the other with cum. Both of which i did nothing to deserve.
so are you any less fat since you started doing blow?
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
Apparently I promised a worker at La Siesta free English lessons to make up for vomming all over the little Mariachi band.
He woke up licked his hand and put it on my vag and went back to sleep. This is twice this week and its only wednesday
he likes to slap my ass alot untill he missed and hit his own balls poor bastard kept on going.
I was pissing in the urinal at the concert and some drunk chick ran in and yelled 'but the lines to fucking long' then ran out with 10 state troopers chasing her... Yeah
could you please explain to me why my jumper cables are on my bedroom floor?
you're going to have to hot glue me into my dress tonight. there's no way out.
I can't live in this building much longer. People are starting to figure out that it's me making the weird sex noises.
She kept pulling joints out of her bra and asking strangers for birthday hugs.
My desire to pee is a lot higher than my need to be buzzed right now.
I'm literally about to create a tinder account. Just so someone drives me to get food.
Skipping class. Wanna Drink now?
yea. just give me 15 min to write a paper.
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