well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
i've been called drunk 4 times today and it's only 3pm
It's 8 am and he's already trying to get me to make out with a girl.
Getting blown during the Cavs game doesn't make it any less depressing.
I like my landing strip. Makes me feel sophisticated.
What you did last night can never be called sophisticated. I don't care how you trim your pubes.
Know of anyone who would be interested in trading weed for meatballs?
Let me put it this way - if I had a list of things I would like between my legs, she would rank below the cello I turned into firewood sophomore year.
Alright fuck it. Alcoholic Jamie is back and here to stay.
I want to wear Christmas sweaters with you.
jesus, I think that canada gold metal game has completely changed all rules of acceptable drinking habits, I was fucked untill noon and I just got invited to go party when I get off work...at 600am...and NO ONE understood why i was hesitant
It was inevitable. It was like I was a caterpillar and now I'm a drunk and high butterfly
Last night I actually told him I came with a washer and dryer
With a word you would own me. At your command I would walk to your house completely naked.
I need weed and if he's hot, maybe he can supply me with sex too.
Dude, I just turned down sexual favours because I need to study... What the fuck is wrong with me?
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