There is a girl getting fingered on my left, a middle aged drink man smoking a bong and two girls flashing the cameras in front of me. I'm in the middle trying to maintain my innocence.
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
Two girls are now jumping in the ocean naked at 10 PM...and I was just starting to hate Ocean City
One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won't be me. I'm drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.
I'm not saying going to the volleyball games drunk on Tuesday night was a bad idea I'm just saying we shouldn't make a routine of it.
Wake up. Pour coffee. Open blinds. Guy is skipping class and jacking off furiously to Asian porn. Close blinds. Finish coffee. So this must be what med school is like.
I thought it was improvement but then i realized sex isn't an emotion and I hate everyone
Says the girl who left her friends to go have phone sex in the bathroom at Michael's
I could fuck to npr.
I woke up this morning and I had the absolutely horrific realisation that I am the human incarnation of scrappy doo
Do you think the police would frown on me opening a psych drug pharmacy on the side? Just to dispose of my drugs without polluting the water supply! It is for the animals!
I just want somebody to fondle my boobs while I read fanfiction. Is that too much to ask?
only 4 hours until nug lovin time
excuse me?
nug lovin. lovin nugs.
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