Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
Hands down the best time I've ever had barfing.
names aren't important. just tell him all you want is a lil make out sesh and keep it moving.
I'm out of vodka and money. My semester is officially over. The way I see it, my finals are just forms I need to fill out in order to leave campus.
Just made everyone at my party download the vuvuzela app for iPhone, the neighbors absolutely HATE us
I don't think he realizes it but he was stroking the faucet while he was talking to me.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
You're probably reading this when you wake up from your "nap" in the front yard. Maybe next week you should go to class, and not start Thirsty Thursday at 9:30 in the morning.
YET AGAIN, my financial planning for 2013 consists MOSTLY of eating chipotle as "brain food" and drinking Heavily before the Jeopardy contestant test.
The DJ was throwing glowsticks into the crowd and managed to smack one guy in the face with them
Hey nothing wrong with those! I can't believe the guys who let me see where they live on first dates. Even more surprising, I don't stalk them after they've done me wrong.
He woke me up, handed me a ringing phone and said break up w her for me. That hung over.
That was the second worst thing to happen to my asshole.
I think were only still together so we can make each other miserable
Got home & pissed on my moms carpet like a bear in the woods. I woke up to a picture message with me passed out on the floor with my pants down & hands covering my face. I've had an awkward week
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