Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
Apparently I ran up to the group of cookie-cutter blonde chicks and screamed "Delta Gamma Nuuuuuuu!" really excitedly and tried to hug them and share fake sorority stories with them.
I was wondering where I've seen this kid then I remembered I saw him doing lines of blow of his gf's leg while she was sleeping last week.
I found a map from his room to his bathroom this morning in my purse. Apparently I was too fucked up to get there without one.
What happened to him?
He was walking right behind us then disappeared.. turns out he checked his luggage at a night club, continued to drink and dance, then slept on the 4th floor of some museum
I made a tournament bracket for the girls that Im talking with.
I may or may not be taking a bath listening to the Phantom of the Opera. This lovely moment brought to you by xanax.
We stared down the barrel of pure insanity, took more and the electric elephant god rewarded our fearlessness by giving me golden skulls and naked women crawling out of the walls. I love acid
Whoever labeled dysfunctional a bad thing obviously never saw this frinedship coming.
i woke up with fake boobs glued on my chest and a large black dildo on my hand. then i had to dress myself and walk home. people saw.
You don't know true terror until you get stuck in a porta potty while frying your face off.
Good, I don't think Coke dipped ring pops hold up in the mail anyway.
Hey, I left a taco in your dishwasher.
it was the kind of sex that I don't even know how my hair extentions are still in
Got everyone out of my house, somehow managed to put all my lawn furniture back, puked in my sink, and cleaned it up all while black out drunk before my parents came home. Successful night.
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