we were pretty classy up until the second keg
i stuck my finger in my ass and it felt weird. but you know. it should be different when a guy does it right?
Never underestimate the healing power of vomiting and a bath.
He just went up to bed, still drunk from last night, carrying a pear, a pipe, and an unopened bottle of wine. I think he'll be fine.
he just came in and straightened the chair and left again
He ripped off his shirt and tried to give me CPR. That damn bong.
Lost my credit card. M has a bottle of blood in her pocket from a hobo.
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
He said I could liberate his beef and all I could think about was how I don't eat veal for political reasons.
One day, tell me please to stop buying shots when I'm overwhelmed. I might have just broken a tooth
Dont really know what happened near the end, Pockets were filled with skittles though
he was like "can i get a kiss" and i was like "can i get a taco"
returning from a 6am booty call in 2 feet of snow on a Tuesday is a bold new kind of low for me
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
You know you're out of shape when you're sore after masturbating.
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