Cold hands, warm shart.
A disheveled girl in front of me just looked down, shrieked, and yelled to the girl next to her "what is this" while pointing at two large white stains near the crotch of her black jeans. I love that Thursdays are weekends, it makes awesome Friday mornings
She said i saw her in the study room, waved, disappeared, came back with a coke from god knows where, and slurred "i have a drinking problem but i ate grits"
all i remember was you yelling "look at my little feet" at everyone on the way home from the bar.
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
Are you setting a date to bone me?
Are you accepting?
If you put those two in a room together it'd be like a Taylor Swift fantasy and an Adele nightmare just licking faces
Is being in jail an excusable absence?
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
Do you think casino weekend will remind us once again that we in fact are not mature enough to be this old?
After this week, alcohol is mandatory.
We should probably feel disgusted that we took turns eating and drunkenly passing around a burrito the size of a small dog but i’m ok with it.
Well. We had sex and then watched 6 episodes of Dateline NBC together; only breaking the silence to make disapproving noises at shotty police work. So basically yea I'm gonna marry him.
I'm ne vrr drinkjng againnnnnnnn dforeal.
You might see me up a tree with a deranged look in my eye , just walk away at that point
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