Last night was def like the makeout party episode of full house
no.. I went home. Puking up hot dogs and lemon tart isn't as lovely as it sounds.
The last two calls in my phone are dominos and 911. I'm not sure how my night went.
I honestly didn't see the problem playing beer pong In the car on the road trip home.
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
Just sayin. I pissed on his couch, and ruined his stove. If he's not mad, we're partying there every weekend...
He asked if I had feelings for him while I was lying naked on the floor vomiting into a trashcan as he held my hair and fed me Pringles.
I may or have may not just taken a swig out of a jar of alfedo sauce in my fridge. Dont judge me
Your biggest crisis right now is that you can't decide whether to keep hooking up with AN NFL PLAYER or try to rekindle your relationship with your ex. You are a walking white girl problem.
But I'm a half a mile from my bed. And I have the hiccups. I hate hiccups.
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
Watching the awkward tinder date at the table next to mine is the most action I've had in months, so there's that.
All I want is a hot dog on a Saturday at 2:19 is that to much to ask?!
he's been 21 for 38 minutes and he's already trying to fist fight this dude over his girl
awwwww babys first drunken mistake
I wanted to give everyone gifts as they left the house... So when your wondering where most of the christmas ornaments are I'm really sorry.
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