the day after is always just damage control
She solidified the fact that the icon from Wendy's is the only ginger I care for
You need Jesus. Or a midol and a snickers. Whichever.
organizing the empties. That sober.
We were both halfway out the window trying to give each other high fives over the roof while the dude was going 150.
Your penis has nothing to do with my throat infection, sorry...
I made him recite stats from the playoffs game last night before I would go down on him.
Oh wow. Was walking and just saw her in the pool, fully clothed, ranting on an alligator float. I guess i should go get her before security gets here.
The blackout version of me left a ransom note to the sober self. Somebody needs to control that guy
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
Is biking from my house to 6th street for liquor pitchers a good idea or a bad idea
I might have to quit marching band. It's affecting my drinking schedule
Okay so as of now, we may either be coming for one night, two nights, or not at all this weekend. It depends on Laura's toe and if I get my period. Will explain later
What the hell was that?
Genius. It was sheer genius.
Getting a smaller wine glass hasn’t changed the amount I drink—it just means I get more steps each day. Cheers to health!
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