i just made a list of the people i have slept with. is it bad that some of them are just either names of the places i met them or the color of the shirts?
i also rounded the number up for good measure. i am sure there are a few i have forgotten about.
we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
the party was called freshmen disorientation. i was just following the theme
The slutty girl scout law, revised for halloween 10: on my honor i will try, to serve my vagina and my shot glass. To hold back friends hair at all voming moments and to live by the sluttly girl scout law.
I say we get drunk before the exam tomorrow. At least then we have a valid excuse for failing.
it's like a replay of two fridays ago...except not in a motel and i'm not having sex in the shower.
underwater hpnotiq shots? sure why not.
MEET ME OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE IN THREE MINUTES. BE DRUNK. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
Sometimes I envy you, when I'm not praying for your soul.
My synapses wont fire in a pattern that will process those facts
My card got declined when I tried to buy dippin dots at 2 am, the lady gave them to me for free because "I looked like I needed them."
she doesn't even know what year it is. She just stumbles around life with a bottle of rum
I am at a point in my life where I don't want to brush my teeth for my tinder date because toothpaste and martinis don't mix.
I did cocaine with my cab driver all night. It was the best date.
Never going back to jail again. Only time in my life I've ever had a wet dream about jerking it...
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