Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
This girl added me on fb and has all these pics of her kissing her little brother saying i will love you forever. I'm creeped out.
maybe it's her son
thats not any better.
checking your phone to see who you drunk dialed last night isnt as funny when you see you had a 17 minute call to your dad.
No we didn't have sex. I got my period on his finger.
This place doesnt have redbull or serve shots. Its like they are at war with fun.
New handbag passed the ultimate test. The walk of shame. I had a bra, tights, skirt, shirt & sweater in it and you couldn't tell. yessss.
the caf people were giving us weird looks and she yelled ITS A LIFE STYLE
Burnt myself on soup.. consencus go back to hospl. they will lov me. twins in one nigh. still hve band on. fuck
he threw up in a solo cup, then washed it out and used it to play flip cup. Im not sure if thats resourceful or disgusting.
Bad Decision October is in full swing. I was telling people that "I put on eye makeup today, I'm takin' a dude home with me!".
she paid $15 and a box of cheerios for their acid
He offered me my choice of the Abe Lincoln or Ben Franklin dick pic.
Guy in my class today said, "I'm pretty sure you think about beer 95% of the time."
And the last thing I remember was you in the bed with the german guy screaming "wrong hole" I laughed n passed out
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