he thought i was a dude.
Found a phone last night. Hope "daddy" gets picture messages
I opened my browser to a doctor page titled "serious pain under left side of ribcage". Last night must have been healthy.
Well if I fail my finals for being drunk on Cinco De Mayo there is always next year to graduate.
You said that last year...
Just think about it this way, every time you work Sunday, it's another $75 and that equals another hooker when we go to Amsterdam.
I wish there was a classy way to show off your boobs.
I have a ginormous moral hangover. Strip club blues.
U handed him a box of flavored condoms, winked, and slurred, "grape juice is her favorite."
Luckily my prof thought I was puking from nerves and gave me motivational mini speeches the entire final.
Just found out drinking 6 trays of random shots makes me wake up on a club toilet with my underwear and jeans around my ankles
candyland with pharmaceuticals ... what could go wrong
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
Someone's shaving their pubes at work every Monday and it's starting to piss me off
I mean come on
Had sex in a cemetery last night during a thunderstorm. I feel like my goth points have skyrocketed
And thanks for putting me in that safety position on the bathroom floor while I was spooning the toilet
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