I guess calling a coworker a lesbian sea cow is some kind of violation.
Not only did I hold your hair back as you puked, i french braided it. I am such a great friend.
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
I love when I'm alone in the house. It's like pants were never invented.
Even tho I saw his penis. He is still a really nice guy.
The straight man in me wants to hit on her. But the gay man in me wants to compliment her on her awesome outfit.
literally. a puddle of blood. on the floor. still searching for the source
I just used my glow stick from the dance to find my way in the bathroom to puke. Who wants me on their corporate team
I now own a bag of cigarettes and have no purse, awesome
My fake id got more birthday sex than I've had in my life.
i'm going as a slutty football player, and all night i'll drunkily whisper "id love to catch your balls." into random strangers ears.
I broke a glass at the bar and ended up with blood on my forehead. I apparently kept screaming BLOOD like the little boy in that YouTube video.
I love 4am trips to the ER. I feel so responsible for actually making it all the way here.
Who the fuck gets injured on a merry-go-round? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE??
I am googling "notable people who had syphilis"
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