Every time I find out someone else from high school got pregnant accidentally, I want to declare victory over them.
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
she had no gag reflex. and is an abercrombie model. i love college.
And a psychic told me I was pregnant and I am just so over life right now.
Shots and making dong molds for my gf's friends. Typical Monday night activities.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
Then she said I give the best mouth hugs and bar went silent.
Just like to put it out there it's surprising how little reception a dog cage has
Also, I'm going to TRY and be casual this weekend, but really, we need to be serious about equally dividing our time between party and bullshit.
She needs more friends. Or a second therapist.
Everyone's going out for thirsty Thursday and I'm just like. Cool. Enjoy yourself. I'm gonna eat an entire pizza and watch King of Queens reruns.
At this point in job hunting, I'm willing to become a leather daddy if it means some sort of income.
Ahh yes. I lost my pants and swimming suit and phone charger. And I've found out who has them all even while hungover. Successful day. Nice party too.
Just don't let me do two things: Beer bongs filled with vodka or shot competitions
How was the tequila? Are you making bad decisions yet?
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