i have your red jacket for some reason. and a good deal of shame and embarasment. note to self, wear underwear when you wear a dress. also, i was electrocuted last night. dont ask how.
you hand the children out the window. i'll pour the drinks.
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
girl next to me is signing up for tough love. definitely getting laid.
Way too hungover to be taking this many family pictures
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
As the night goes on these shots are getting so much easier. My liver jst needed a warmup lap.
She ended up puking in the bathroom. But she's a good drunk... i told her to stay in there so i could dance til the club closed. She was still in the stall an hour later.
On a scale of 1-10 how seriously are we considering being sugar babies?
I'm about a 7.95
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
I'm still me, I just happen to have things in my porn library that you may not have expected
Only you would come out as bi like that
i need to put some appletini on your dick
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
I think I'm in the negatives for the quantity of fucks given today.
Not sure she's stomping around my apartment muttering incoherently about wanting to speak to the colonel
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