if you like me you must not know who I am
so i woke up with ketchup and a sticky boob on my face...this is a new low
When we ran out of red solo cups we switched to Starbucks cups for beer pong... Who doesn't want to live in Seattle?
he changed my name in his contacts to "rick", so his mom wouldn't know he was texting me
just balanced a champagne glass on my gut. thanks to beer im a living breathing tempur-pedic mattress.
Is it bad that we're talking like nothing happened?
Ah. Blossoming love after wild blackout drunk sex.
Using what I learned in my global terrorism class last semester to sneak booze onto my cruise. thanks college.
I Know I'm the drunk girl in the trunk right now, BUT PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!
Well watching will be involved...it'll just most likely be of me licking your penis instead of me trying to understand how Hans Solo goes up against the Galactic Empire...
I'm ashamed and embarrassed. Unless we get drunk and have random sex with people we will never see again we might lose ourselves.
Do you remember whose house we're in?
No I did a yoga dvd and hit my ex up via email for some pot in exchange for his mail.
wyd
Laying here debating on if i want a sandwich or an orgasm.
Profesor just winked at me. This class might be easier than I thought
It was like he was 23 all over again. Madness. I. was. so. scared.
Randomize
