yeah my walk of shame consisted of driving on the wrong side of the road at 6am still drunk with cum drying in my hair and left eye.
I wrote a list of all my homework due in the next few weeks. I feel I've done enough for tonight.
It's been over a month and I still can't find the bra I wore out on new years eve.
We decided to play beer pong where the loser had to beer bong a pitcher of beer...people just started losing on purpose. It was a bad idea.
It was like good, clean fun, but with bodyshots.
Remember when we made you finish your beer after you puked into your glass?
i hate being the asshole.
We played strip Bananagrams and I won. Thank fuck I read a lot as a child.
I called him daddy. To his face. Somewhat sober. What more could I do?
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
I'm lying topless with an eye infection at the foot of my bed with a dog between my legs. With disney in the background. Its one of those 3 am moments
Shirtless guy staggering down the sidewalk, puking into a Prada shopping bag. Ahhh, the walk of shame in Boystown.
Really? I thought your parents stopped loving you when you drunkenly fell through the ceiling...
But for real, I had the best sex of my life on that bunk bed
We were mid fuck, and he did a Kermit the Frog impression. Is it weird that I was strangely turned on?
My poor liver. I drank enough on NYE to sustain an alcohol addiction for the entirety of 2015.
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