things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I seriously can't date anymore I forgot how to hide my crazy
I've already planned a drinking game for mtvs jersey shore....jagerbomb everytime they do
scratch lunch, i just found about 7 more dicks drawn on my back
we found you in the kitchen at five am trying to make a vodka omelette. you said you didn't want to live in a world where your two favourite things couldn't be together.
If taco bell and midol can't fix her, she's in gods hands now.
Good because ass is like 60% of my diet now
I WISH WE COULD PLAY THE DRINKING GAME TOGETHER AND THEN BANG FOR AMERICA.
so hungover. I'm actually considering eating the snow off the roof so I don't have to leave my bed
I ended up in bed with a man from London in a sorority wing I am not apart of. Tequila fucks you up
If a marine in My bed is not considered a valid excuse for missing class then I don't want to live in America anymore
The thing I'm gonna miss about him is his dick.
Is it unhealthy for me to do shots of pinnacle by myself in my apartment right now? Asking for a friend
how did i manage to wake up with my bra on backwards?
Is that your Nuva ring on the floor? Shit must have gotten crazy
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