I think it's safe to say that I made out with the entire msu campus this weekend
Lady next to me is getting american flags airburshed on her nails. god bless the ghetto.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
you took a scissor and started screaming "I WANNA KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE BALD"
he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
dude she was so drunk she thought Jim Joyce made the right call
Just realized my talking to the tv hockey voice is same as my sex voice. Life just got a whole lot weirder.
The djing cat is back again. I think he just makes appearances when im shit drunk just to fuck with my mind.
i still can't believe we survived that barcrawl. the third bar had bullet holes and we still went in.
I'm working on finding a bottomless situation. Both pants and mimosas.
I have to be more responsible. I've dropped three lighters into my bong today.
I need an adult. someone more adult than my current state
Last night was a "wash hands with dog shampoo" kind of night
I am such a fucking liability at weddings. I ended up making out with this married 40-year-old that told me that basically if I came home with him and be a sex partner for him and his wife, I would never have to pay for anything again. Extremely considered it.
Last night I was the DD and was trying to drop off some chick I didn't know at her place. The closest thing to an address I got was "where the goldfish go."
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