im insabelyl wasted and diont know if ill yexyed tou. call me
I really hope I'm not the first person who's had to wash vomit off of cash and credit cards.
it is 7:54 and i am surrounded by drunk old people. drunk enough that my grandmother and her friend just compared boobs. as in, shirts off, bras coming down. save me.
I vote intervention dinner around 6, make up movie around 7:30ish, then apology drinks all night. Then hangover waffle house in the morning.
I could end up kidnapped. Or worse, the night will be really awkward.
My catholic guilt is strong, but the alcohol is stronger.
So I'm thinking next semester you should be my own personal maid, nurse, masseuse and chef in exchange for free lodging, any food you can find, and unlimited access to my reproductive organs.
Guess I'll put him on my to-do list too. But closer to the bottom since we dated before. That's almost unethical.
And then the templeton police were like "oh I remember her, yeah the blue haired girl that we picked up cause she was passed out drunk on the side of the road"
I'm honestly just now recovering from saint Patrick's day.
New goal find someone I love enough to use these Japanese pancake flavored condoms on
I mean, you've had my nipples in your mouth now, so I think we've reached a certain level of friendship.
There's nothing classy about a pregnant girl at a frat party...remember that.
You start to question your morals when you wake up at 430 and there's three people naked...that you don't no
so my parents definitely heard me when I was cumming last night...
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