I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
Nada. Shooting off confetti and wanted to see I'd u could see it from ur house.
Wow. Its not even 11am.
cheating on your boyfriend is the best diet ever, I've barely eaten in days. The guilt is killing me
2 classes, 3 finals, and $30 worth of adderall until this semester is over.
boobs and vodka. thats all i can remember, finals week needs to stop ending like this..
please tell me why my pillow is wearing your thong...
...i wondered where i left that...
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
I think that's the key to being an adult though... Get those rapid fire beer shits out I the way early, then you can go about your grown man business
I gave him head in my cape. On the kitchen floor. Watching a show about bacon.
It is very possible that having sex with you just now just got me into Yale
Please put me on a plane and hypontize me into forgetting the little bit of last night that I do remember.
but seriously, an anthropology paper shouldn't be hard if you're trashed, right?
I'm at my friends house alone, she's at spin class so I'm wearing her engagement ring and eating buffalo wings. It's 9:30am. Happy Valentine's Day.
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
You have ten minutes starting with this message to get here. Or I'm putting my clothes back on.
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