before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
you said your puke was red because you were proud to be an american.
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
I cut you off after you tried to do a shot out of a neti pot, down your nose.
explains the nose bleeds.
woke up rolled in a yoga mat listening to enya. I'm never going back to Oregon ever again.
Let me just say....i'm sorry about setting your carpet on fire. I had no idea that the paper towel would burn that quickly.
On my way to the DMV to get arrested
True bitches know their best friends favorite Boones Farm flavor.
he was extremely fucked up- he thought my sports bra was his boxers. even when his leg wouldnt fit. at least whiskey dick wasnt a problem
Nothing says "lifelong friendship" like FaceTiming in a sex shop.
Nah, he's definitely here somewhere. Whether he survived the night or not is your problem, but I'm pretty sure he's around.
i may or may not be making depth charges with cough syrup. i'll call you if i survive.
Had sex in a blanket fort. How was your weekend?
we had to take 10 shots sometime before midnight, then 11 shots between midnight and 1. so yes its gonna be a rough day.
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