and we just had intercourse last night so i'm exhausted, fucked up on adderol, emotionally broken and just pissed
ok plan lets look hot and dance like whores.
Second night spent with creepy guy. I either need to change his nickname or stop doing this.
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
the number of desperate girls at the gym right now is unfair. it would be cruel not to let one blow me.
He said you stopped mid-fuck, called fives on his dick, walked out to grab another drink, and came back.
You went down on Rachel in front me last night. Worst. Brother. Ever.
Dave called me blind fucking drunk thinking he was going to die from drinking with drake bell(wtf?) saying "it's all that drake motherfucker's fault" and later proceeded to tell me "you are my twitter"
Get up, biotch, before I come traipsing in there to rip apart whatever god-forsaken spoon you have going on between the two of you and your dog.
There was so much jailbait at the festival that there was no other option but to drink my morals away
I told her it would be awesome. We are all the same people. One of us would always be drunk, one of us would always be hooking up, and one of us would always be crying into a pancake.
wasn't that the evening we made out with the girls from the dental school, drank 3000 beers, almost had to beat up a guy at the strip club and James nailed some hot piece of tail and took her OSU windbreaker, which my dad went on to wear multiple times after finding it in the garage.
Yes. To all of that. Yes.
Is it in poor taste to drop acid before midnight mass?
I love this.
Is she still on a quest to lick every stranger that enters the bar, or have the restraining orders reached critical mass?
Its nights like last night that make me want to high five my liver.
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