things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
he keeps dipping things in ranch and feeding them to me
almost passed out on the way to class today.. laid down in a construction site. bad idea
I fell alseep but then some dude picked me up. Comforter and all stuck a blunt in my mouth and carried me back downstairs because "I wasn't done partying"
I honestly wish you had parked the car in the terminal garage and fucked me in the backseat but I guess I should be more forward
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
animal crackers drenched in taco bell mild sauce... surprisingly delightful
breakfast of champions
breakfast of stoners
He asked me if the reason I slept around is because I grew up in a broken home. I am so done fucking Christians.
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
I just used crown royal bags as pot holders...
I feel like my body was put in a dryer with rocks set on permanent press.
I had a really bad dream about us drinking this weekend. Remind me to tell you Friday when we start drinking
You kept purposefully giving me wrong directions, laughing, then yelling at me for taking directions from a drunk person.
I'm eating pizza in the bathtub
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
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