apparently they started giving me water shots and i couldnt tell the difference
I just found a beer pong ball in my mail box. I think its a sign
Also, I once came to the conclusion after this one boy, that her pleasure condoms are a college boys version of flowers
its a vaginal recession for me, ill take what i can get
ive come to the point where weve hung out more times sober than drunk. i think im growing up. fuck.
I've now graduated to the level of gay where I can tell Tegan and Sara apart.
you both peed in the photobooth after the pictures were taken.
Where is my rescue team. I keep hiding shit. And I'm trying to give out shots of olive oil
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
I'm still in my ugly sweater and underwear drinking coffee next to a plate of assorted treats we stole from the party. I got a new sweater by the way, its shoulderpad-y and looks like a news anchor got thrown up on by Liberace. I'm pretty proud.
All I got was pictures of my boss and dicks. So, that was the end of snapchat.
I threw up in my backpack last night, but at least it wasn't in the pizza box again
I dont understand why so many people are content staying in and avoiding alcohol and sex
Alright, I've had enough of this good girl shit. Tonight you either blackout or backout.
Only thing I have going for me is jacking off, weed, and saturdays
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