you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. one after the other. spelled differently.
He just told me his cousin just died and I look like her. Reconsidering the sex.
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
The camp director doesn't care if we drink and i'm running the rifle range. Someone is going to get sued.
Me and a lesbian played "may the best man win" over a bi chick tonight... I lost, still fun though
I have now hooked up with 8 of the Apostles. I have no idea where I'm going to find a guy named Bartholomew.
you both peed in the photobooth after the pictures were taken.
siamese drinking twins saturday is a go ... bring duct tape.
8:30 every morning in the third floor bathroom we fuck in the handicap stall. You have your morning workout and I have mine.
It's fun yes. But hard on the body. I woke up with her purse, socks and one of her shoes in my room. The other shoe was outside. What the fuck were we doing last night?
So I definitely fucked a guy while holding on to his pigtails like reigns last night.
The most literal cowgirl position ever.
I woke up with what appeared to be LSD in my pocket. Know anything about this?
The last thing I remember before blacking out was passing that sobriety test.
I woke up completely naked in a mint condition 71 chevelle in someones garage. What.
apparently i ended up downloading "thats amore", giving him head, and singing it... all at the same time
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