but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
It just feels so wrong throwing away the condoms into her Hello Kitty trashcan
when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
you sat up and said "i'm the worst kind of roommate, the drunk kind"
Word is he has some crazy hawaiian STD
Woke up with 3 sports bras for underwear. Valiant effort drunk me.
This is breast cancer awareness month... The least we can do is give a stripper some singles.
It was ths the worst 15 minutes of my life. . . It was like fucking a warm stick of butter.
I apparently started to text you last night. All it said was 'the whole clam'. I hope that means something to you.
Stoned, and eating Doritos, and reading about lesbians for class. This is the life.
You were fine, but your knee injury definitely came from interpretive dancing like a gay fairy with lead wings all around the Mission St BART. Everyone thought you were on drugs.
Using the money underagers give me to buy this semesters books.. My mom would be so proud
To be honest, I'm more surprised when you're not high at this point
And then he tried to convince me that he could wear a condom instead of pants to go out.
You ran up to my room. I was naked. You refused to leave without drugs. I love you.
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