my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
he was lying next to me and i saw him text "score" to someone.
then we talked for a little and he asked my last name which since I have yet to get a fb request I'm 95% sure its for a restraining order
Girl next to me just ralphed in a bag. Congrats class of 2010
The drugs are starting to wear off. Suddenly aware there's a girl with bald patches and 2 guys that don't have a full set of teeth between them.
Resolution for 2011: blow jobs are a privilege, not a right.
Funny. I made out with his brother for the first time in a bathroom too.
the evidence from last night is not good...
what evidence?
my underwear is on inside out, and there are french fries in my hair...
So I think my aunt and her one legged boyfriend are getting it on in the next room. Traumatized does not even begin to describe what I am right now
I just made cupcakes.... Vodka icing. Results in the morning.
Because nothing screams stable like yelling at a guy in a bar because last time you hooked up he stole your underwear.
We get drunk and make out in different places. Is that what love is?
Should I be scared that after we hooked up she took antibiotics with Sailor Jerry's?!
I just walked through the door and she ran up to me, hugged me, unzipped my pants and immediately started sucking my dick. Good day.
It's one of the few times I hit fuck it levels of not caring
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