love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
I dont kno what was worse. Waking up 2 a guy next to me thinking I got blackout or realizing it was your boyfriend.
I'd do that. But we would need storm trooper helmets.
You need Jesus. Or a midol and a snickers. Whichever.
We need a plan...
Find random men. Use them as sexual objects. There's our plan.
well, i woke up this morning to a note i left myself my dry erase board, "dear you: i had sex with someone awful."
In anticipation of No Judgement Tuesday, I believe a Can We LOL At What We Did Last Night Saturday is in order
At one point he was so drunk he was carrying around a bottle of patron drinking out of it and falling everywhere and every time he spilled it he would scream "THERE GOES TWENTY DOLLARS."
The next time you try to drunkenly strip me in public let's make sure it's not anywhere near the daiquiri factory or a group of police officers.
I desperately wanted to wear your shirt.
When everyone ask you tomorrow go ahead and tell them I'm the girl that fell of safe ride and was all bloody.
so much tequila, so little girl.
Are you done yet? I've eaten three corndogs so I'm ready 2 party.
He lured me round with the prospect of sex and then made me proofread his CV and spoon. I fucking hate this guy.
she's my really slutty friend i bring around so i can act slutty and not feel as bad about it
Yeah. I fucked her boyfriend, she knows, and she still wants to keep dating him. That's love.
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