"tonights gonna be a goodnight" was blasting at the club while i was screaming "NO ITS NOT" and crying. How do you think it went?
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
I should be nowhere even remotely near facebook in this condition.
So he told me he didn't have a condom, paused, and then said "so, pulling out" and tried to high five me.
We are going out Saturday. Oh and we might also be jousting on bikes.
im trying to find a facebook picture of him that doesnt make me regret sleeping with him. its not working
If you ever bitch out on 72oz margarita night again, this friendship is over
I was the king of the handle race. My team finished it in 56 minutes.
you don't get it. Nobody wins a handle race. there just degrees of losing.
i just remember sliding through the snow and yelling i love america before puking on the oncoming cars
I got hella high today and freaked out about life and interest rates
He wrote me a Haiku titled, "Let me touch your butt".
He didn't have much of a personality. But I had like 100 orgasms, so that's cool.
We share an apartment, weed and genitals. It's called being practical not in love.
But I am still fully ok with my life choices as long as the consequences aren't onesies and pacifiers
The good news is I woke up fully clothed, on top of my covers, with a half eaten granola bar. So, breakfast was waiting for me and I’m already dressed and ready to go today.
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