so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I could hear his roommate in the background imitating my sex sounds...
I'm still seeing blue. who wrote on my bare nipple?
and she is using the paper towels as a pillow... but you know what? i've done that too.. so u can really tell we are sisters.
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
I feel like a Europe failure cause I'm coming home from the club at 3:30 and so many people are just arriving... Wtf? 3:30am People! Drink earlier!
It's a Tuesday.
You're the common denominator of my blackouts.
I feel like satan and death had a baby that took a shit that replaced my brain.
it is basically gonna be an ugly Christmas sweater rave
I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered that I am being propositioned to have a threesome only if I wear my cat onesie
If I die here, tell my vagina and my cats that I'm sorry.
A person can only vomit Fireball so much before they quit it forever
Dude come over...were drunk and I'm holding a T-shirt gun and discovered beer cans are the same size as rolled shirts.
it's my fake id's birthday. i'm wearing a hat, and i have a beard. i'm untouchable. TO THE BARS!
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
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