Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
You need Jesus like Tony Danza needs another hit show.
nothing like walking down the street with a garbage bag of puke trying to find a dumpster
Buying Plan B right after a lecture on feminism. It's nice to know who I can thank for that right.
Why are there sofa cushions on the floor? And why isn't there a sofa in this room that doesn't have cushions?
would it be mean if I put better with the lights off on my sex playlist just for my hook up with him?
I'm pretty sure the bus driver knew how hung over I was and hit all the pot holes on purpose. I threw up into my water bottle.
I beat my mom's friend's boyfriend in a vodka chugging competition. Our generation FTW.
whiskey
stop
tequila
you're fuckin up my ability to be a agrown up
he just sat there, in the doorway of my dorm room, chuggin a fifth like nobodys buisness.. don't know whether to fuck him or be afraid of his confidence
I was changing in front of my window and my neighbor text me saying, "nice pubes."
It's ok, I did squats with my bottle of wine before I opened it. That counts as the gym since I won't be getting there haha
Guy running next to me at the gym is judging me. I think he can smell the whiskey leaking out of my pores.
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
Sometimes being bisexual is a curse. Turns out I banged both of her older twin brothers last summer.
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