Do you know that poor pathetic girl that we should be friends with
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.
So, do you know where my left shoe is? I mean, we were at a few places last night, and I called them. No luck for me.
This adderall has me convinced I'm an Econ major.
but you don't have to sleep on top of four different cum stains because you'd rather buy a case of Franzia than spend $3.50 in the student laundry room
The night started going down hill when she shot the cashier in the face with the confetti gun we bought at 711.
I felt kinda bad after screaming 'ITS MY BIRTHDAY TOO' while he was having a seizure in the front of the party bus.
was i strangled at any point last night? or was his dick just that long
His new job just became new places to have sex at.
He made me cum 7 times AND I nearly drowned him during that 69 in the back of a ford focus. Yeah I should get my gynocologist.
why can't I meet attractive men at the places I like to hang out? like books a million. or the liquor store.
The bros used their bong water as pong water but I walked in mid game and didn't know so they hit our first cup and I chugged it.
His flight was delayed by two hours though. I just got cock-blocked by clouds :(
eh, I feel I'm heading for a breakdown and I need to get it out of the way before I start writing that lab report.
College is really paying off. I am gonna be a great teacher. I just made a grading sheet for weed. This shit got an A.
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