I murdered the dance floor call the cops
Remember, sex is not sex til both people cross the finish line. Until then, it is just a favor.
well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
when the lights went off, all i could see was the glowing of the camera light in the closet... i got the fuck out of there so fast.
How many 'remember name' entries is it inappropriate to have in one's cell phone?
It went from "haha, this will be funny" to "full blown anime porn fetish"
i'm reaslly not drunk enough to wtch the fat lesbian on my floor brng another fat lesbian dressed up as a bloody nurse into her room at 2am
i promise ill be ok...btw im only considered "not ok" if i end up in the hospital.
Your lack of a response has proven you've clearly forgotten how crazy I am.
Bren left me with a lovely parting gift. Newfouund alcoholism. I'm on the kitchen floor, hugging a bottle of vodka. It's my only friend now.
how did my horoscope know i was too hungover to operate a stove.
Well despite the fact that I'm still not entirely sure this isn't an elaborate/cunning plan to kill me, I'm in.
Yea we had fun. Lost my wallet some girl has it. Sarah fell asleep in a cab and ended up at some wawa. It was cray. She's home now
Seriously. I'm like, "Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you're so fucking intelligent I'm turned on?"
I got bit by a peacock. That's how hard shit went down last night.
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