This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
okay im going to go eat, shower and find underwear... call if you want.... but ill be listenig to glee VERY loudly.
the boy next to me on the plane handed me a shot glass, then a perkaset, and told me to have a good week off..hellllo spring break.
you woke up and yelled "the tv is moving" and fell on the floor and passed back out
He sat there and debated the pros and cons of hooking up with me
He added me on Facebook. I'm pretty sure he got my name from the inside of the bra I had lost in the frat house.
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
Out of beer. Salsa pong. Never again.
Her idea of kinky involved a tazer
wtf?
I'm going back tonight
That awkward moment when you can't tell what smells like tacos: you, the cat, or the strange guys blanket your so tenderly swaddled in.
He asked if he could pull one of my teeth "to remember me by"
haha it's ok, I asked people. I was like "I'm high and lost" and the dude just said "That's my life. Love it."
I'm gonna die. First I'm gonna throw up. But then I'm gonna die.
I woke up missing my shoes and my left eyebrow. MY. EYEBROW.
I remember reading the word "lift" so I did. The alarn went off, and I thought to myself "what dumbass pulls the fucking fire alarm?" and then I realized it was me...
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