in fingerprint form on my ass. Seriously not cool. \ni bruiiiseeee like a delicate fruiiiitttt. Heeeaaarrr the rythymmm
It's official. I am the girl who threw up in the library. Hangovers and midterms do not mix.
I don't think anybody else enjoys making out with multiple guys on the same night as much as I do. I'm like a wine taster but with lips... it's like art to me. The bruise on my upper lip is proof of it
Ran into my neighbor that's always crying. I wonder if she's like; "I ran into my neighbor who's always playing with her vibrator?"
The bet was for naked jumping jacks. And it back fired, she just laughed at all the slapping noise.
We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sound logic. Thank you daylight savings.
The ONE weekend I don't put anything up my nose, and it decides to bleed like crazy
Unintentional and slightly frustrating adventures are basically all I'm good for. Expect heart palpitations, cheap food, and homeless men serenading us.
Oh, also as a concerning side note, my bra had drops of blood on it. So I don't know what the deal was, but someone I was around was definitely bleeding a decent amount.
Nope, had to pee on the side got violated by tall grass. Then someone came around the corner and I had to stop mid pee to dive into the car.. Pants down
Apparently I'm a "fire hazard"
I'm going to start using the hurricane naming system for my hangovers. Hangover Agatha is a real bitch today.
I'd like to thank Vicodin for getting me through family thanksgiving once again.
reminiscing on last night: why the fuck did I feel the need to stand on chairs everytime we took a jello shot?
I need to get laid. Right now that freshman frat pledge & my Econ professor are the leading candidates
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