i was just lookin through my fb pics and i think im with a cat in like 40% of them..: how sad is my life
so i asked him why he doesn't wanna see me anymore and he said he was questioning his sexuality. cool.
Tell mom and/or dad that I am going to be home late. I am really blazed. Don't tell them that part, though.
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
another part of my inner child died when i emptied my crayon bank for dollar beer night.
We were dancing and she was clawing my stomach like a fat kid getting to a half broken pinata.
Someday. I cant very well invite myself to his dorm room. And I'm 28. The excuses to be drunk and running into him at uconn are rather slim. Although I'm working on it.
I'm just sad for you. It sucks that the 17 douchebag asshole guys you're fucking can't morph into one nice, normal, non-alcoholic guy that has a drivers license and no criminal history.
All I'm saying is that any 24 year old guy who sends me a snapchat from the vantage point of his dick with the caption "hiding behind my weiner" is off my list potentially dateable guys.
I fully committed to my astronaut costume, to say the least. blacking out on moonshine and having a moonwalk of shame this morning: happy Halloweekend.
I'm serious. I have boob tassles if this is an exchange thing.
On today's episode of "What the Shit Did I Do Last Night," drunk me deleted ALL of the text messages I've ever had. Awesome.
I just saw elmo dancing with gumby. The bars at 7a.m. are AWESOME.
Pregaming at Jodi's. Ten minutes
Thought it was at Brad's?
Pregaming the pregame. Need alcohol before I can see that dick.
I did a line off of, and then danced on top of a table older than this country.
Harvard is great.
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