Just spent the rest of my time at that bar trying to keep a probs underage closet gay from touching my kitten to prove he still likes girls.
ur plase or mine? lol
well if you don't learn how to spell, you may be at your place and I'll be at mine.
Memo to the bitch sitting across from me at Swamp: no one thinks you're classy with your Louis Vuitton and your Burberry scarf when you're dragging on that cig like it was the last cock on earth and you needed cum for sustenance.
This was all being yelled across a beer pong table as all important things should be discussed
Either he masturbated at the end of the bed or she gave him a bj. Either way my bed was shaking and I was uninvolved.
I don't talk to her anymore. I lit her birthday presents on fire. Who the fuck puts candles that close to tissue paper?
My corndog is like a popsicle of bread. A WHOLE. POPSICLE. OF BREAD.
My motherly instincts are overcoming my slutty ones
I meant to tell you earlier: bad life decision saturday has been moved wednesday this week
i have now been nicknamed the screamer on the first, third, fourth, & six floor by all the ra's. only two more floors to go before i cover the entire dorm.
Woke up in my own bed with a "New Years Eve 2011" bar bracelet on. Both of these things confuse me.
I smell like fire and strippers. Successful sunday funday.
Just saw a guy with two baby turtles sneaking into the building
Dude true life I died at the derby...I lost everyone I knew, went down a bourbon and mud slip and slide, lost my hat, fell off the roof of a porta potty, sprained my ankle and knee and then got arrested.
I was proudly and successfully the first girl ever to get kicked out of a the bar for being too drunk last night. Loving spring break.
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