i just deleted quailman, hot hawaiian dude, appalachian swimmer, and connecticut from my phone
dude there is absolutely no room for a slide in our room
deryk tried to steal your screen door and i think sam and brent are duct taping lauren to the diving board.
since when did our medecine drawer and our sex drawer become the same drawer? we now have lube covered cough drops.
I had to photo shop your nipple piercings. that was extremely awkward.
I would not be watching the debate if there wasn't drinking involved. Let's be honest.
I work nights. I sleep in. I take online classes. And fuck bad bitches. I'd say those are some perks to grad school.
I felt like a personal hot pocket and all I could taste was cigarettes.
I have to remind myself to breathe. That hungover.
I told my boss that I'm in a slutty stage of my life right now and the chef overheard and slipped me his number. I might get laid tonight
Apparently chalking everything I've done these past 48 hours to the fact that it was homecoming, is like a "get out of jail free" card.
Alcohol won't break your heart. I mean, unless it's all gone maybe
Is it normal, that tacos make me horny?
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
As long as it's before midnight it's cool. But it would be understandable to ring in my new year shitting myself just before I go to Iraq.
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