so now that im really awake i see that my underwear are completely ripped down the side, my shorts are on backwards, i have to go get plan b....i call last night an epic fail or success depending on how catholic i am feeling
he was fingering me to the beat of a lady gaga song. new high? new low? i don know, but i came, so whatever.
Btw, I'm really high so I apologize if anything I say gets translated into arabic.
i'm not the one sitting naked in my room playing with my boobs and a cat.
Just so you know I would totally fuck you. Does that count as a feeling?
HE HAS A FUCKING TWIN. HE HAS A TWIN. I'M NOT DRUNK THERE IS TWO OF THEM.
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
N I'm drinking this invention I call "do-it-fluid" I had a bottle of vodka that was 3/4th empty, so I put in 1/4th rum, 1/4th tequila, 1/4th whisky... it's definitely the worst idea ever..
Took off my bra at the laundry mat to throw it in I am officially white trash
If I'm not drunk and wearing a penguin hat by the time we are done opening Christmas presents then coming home for Christmas was a complete failure
my goal for the rest of college is to escape STD free. fuck getting a job. this is more important.
Saw my drug dealer at Easter mass with his family so that was weird
i spent most of my hangover doing the math to figure out the last of the alcohol would be metabolized from my system.
thank you pre-med degree.
We had a pink drink in honor of my underwear and apparently I made out with our bartender... a few times
You spilled your drink, and we laughed so hard my boobs popped out of my shirt.
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