there's paper in my vomit.
You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
He made a note in his iPhone tonight so that he would remember that I rejected him.
Lauren will drop me off I'll be drunk ride you for a little bit and then you can go to sleep
sorry. that wasn't for you
Come over. Drunk tacos.
That isn't even a sentence.
I kept the important parts.
I may have farted on a group of children. It may not have been an accident.
You paid at the door and they gave you a straw for the kiddie pool full of booze.
After a bit there were two girls who got naked and liquor wrestled. I don't think it was planned.
The light burnt out and he thinks the power is out in the whole house. He is cooking a hog dog over two candles. I'm gonna see if he'll make me one
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
I lost all of my bathing suit tops.. This is both a success and a failure
Girl this is ridiculous I told my self that I would stop having sex in stairwells yet it keeps happening
I may be a feminist, but I am not above using my body to distract you if it means I might beat you in a game of scrabble.
Do you remember whose house we're in?
Thanks for reminding me of all the hookups my brain has been trying to suppress...
That's what friends are foooooooor!
Oh, do you remember telling everyone you were with that your vagina was angry last night?
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