i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
i'm pretty sure the devil's penis is california-shaped
we made out on top of his cat.
the only thing coherent you said from what i saw of you is when you were throwing up, i asked if you were done and you just "uh huh you know what it is"
No no no. When you take one for the team, there are no stipulations or conditions
my six pack is really starting to show since I started fucking everything that moves
Hannah wants to know if she cant borrow your stats notes because she threw up on hers.
If people don't want my drunken phone call then TAKE YOUR FUCKING NUMER OFF OF FACEBOOK, like it's just that easy...
You wore a man's plastic top hat last night.
No I didn't. Whiskey did.
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
If you could watch a water balloon run... That's what it's like watching her run.
Just remember, Dont make worse choices than american flag pants to your own birthday party
I still can't get the taste of her nipples and the udon noodles out of my mouth
Well I just finished dry heaving so I think breakfast is a little further out for me
I just fell out of my doorway to go to class so if that doesn't describe how my night went idk what will
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