I woke up this morning naked, with a to-go box from Qdoba, an entire meal completely untouched. I have been piecing together my night to find some answers. I feel like Nancy Drew.
Coffee flavored vodka sounded like such a good idea at the time. Now i never want to drink coffee again.
it doesn't count as moral degradation if you win the strip off -right?
I wish I could get plan B off e-bay so it would be a secret and cheap.
so whenever I text yeah my phone automatically corrects it to yeahhhheeehhyeahyeahh .. too much party in the USA?
Slept on the counter again. Mom covered me in an apron.
I have a music final in an hour so I put all the classical songs we need to know in a shower power hour playlist, beer included.
I feel more comfortable going down on her then actually kissing her.
I vaguely remember chanting "USA" at the pool when we were talking to the Frenchies.
We were pointing at fat people and chanting USA.
Strip mythology. Everyone wins. Most of all me.
I feel horrible. I brought her to your house like a late night pizza delivery and dropped her off.
We watched Purple Rain and then proceeded to have sex while listening to the album. If that's not exactly how Prince would want people to honor him, I don't know what is
Current status: so high that I'm unable to have coherent conversation with my mom, but still knew that when my dad said "shpritzy white stuff" I understood that he was trying to think of "whipped cream."
That text took me 10 minutes.
Pretty sure the delivery guy saw me taking a shit this morning
The thing about online classes is the prof can't tell this mug is full of beer.
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