I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
either she said she was feeling frisky or eating friskies..i was too drunk to understand.
the last 2 times weve had drunk sex ive had to get the morning after pill.. he's turning into a real expensive fuck buddy.
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
Haha o man how much you've grown. From beer bonging wine and wearing cargo shorts to well, beer bonging beer and wearing cargo shorts
I went up to get a drink from the hotel room. And ended up getting arrested in the lobby. Spring break has not been forgiving this year.
Staying in I think. Boyfriend has domesticated me. I'm making eggs naked right now. Also really high.
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
For when you/if you wake up tomorrow.. You broke 4 of the bar's glasses tonight and I am currently watching you as you ride the broom around the bar instead of cleaning up your mess. I am no longer able to come up with excuses for you.
The US State Dept doesn't need to know I'm a high strung drunken whore.
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
Well I found out I was essentially dumped and replaced by a hipster and apparently offered a girl $95 to go out with me. In the spirit of the Olympics I will not be spending any time on the medal stand.
You can wear anything you want
So... Naked it is then
Man, you got so high you own goaled yourself in FIFA then got up celebrating.
Randomize
