Sry I called you an 8
Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
just watched her puke in her purse and put it back on the bar. then half hour later put her hand in her bag to get a pen to give me her number. I bet she is game for anything
We could make it a date. Dinner and a show. The show being my nipples getting pierced.
If i need to get strippers involved i will.
i will be the first lesbian to ever fail women's studies.
There is a limo involved. Man up, and make yourself puke. Its only one more night of blacking out.
I come back home for break and my room is full of weed either my parents really love me or they are having more fun then I am in college
Next sat night Titanic party. Bring your floaties, trashy necklaces, and a large lung capacity. This ship is going downnnnnnn.
You had the nerve to crowd surf to your own bedroom.. I guess watching Aladdin high was probably the best idea ever
His dick looks just like him, taller than average, thick, and somehow always angry.
Whenever we go out my brain flips on autopilot, straight to blackout.
I'm not breaking up with him because his husky is having puppies.
Paycheck hits in 37 minutes and I literally just emptied my handle of Tito's. If that isn't budgeting like a fucking adult, I don't know what is.
For the love of all that is holy just take the tranquilizers Erica
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