You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
Day two of vacation and my first drink of the day is a plan b colada
It's cold our but I feel like a very blazed penguin
im going to live freely with my legs opened and my heart closed
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
some drunk guy just paid $3 for each cig that i picked up off the ground. the cigs that he threw on the ground. I might just follow him the rest of the night
Telling me that I would make a great "occasional fuck" was not appreciated.
i dont care. it has been a 14 hour day, and we are all celebrating by alternating shots and grilled cheese.
Yo I found your batman costume.... It was in my pool with a shitload of beer cans
No he can't help me find his house he is strapped to a stretcher facing the opposite direction
I was wearing my get used bookstore shirt when we fucked. Ironic yet appropriate.
it's too much effort for something that isn't food.
So how did it go?
I'm not sure if it was all the eggnog or all the alcohol, but hosting an eggnog pong tournament was a mistake.
You kept screaming, "Fuck her right in the personality" and then kissed a guy and slapped him across the face
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
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