so now that im really awake i see that my underwear are completely ripped down the side, my shorts are on backwards, i have to go get plan b....i call last night an epic fail or success depending on how catholic i am feeling
I think I might be in your shoes. Except they are actually my shoes. Either way these shoes are wasted.
still haven't packed clothes. only wine. gotta love spring break
I understand why you refuse to be sober now
he even offered to make my bed in the morning.
Just opened a bottle with my rape whistle. At least it's finally getting used for something.
We made a late night liquor run, made margaritas and bloody marys and then retreated to opposite sides of the house to drink them. Alone.
You guys make me sad
You misspelled jealous there
If for any reason you were wondering if i was going to vomit at the airport today, the answer is yes.
Ya well here is the deal with last night, it was the Biggest shit show we have ever co-stared in.
I feel as if the hash cupcakes on top of mushroom chocolates was a little excessive last night
you know i have almost 1500 fb friends but not ONE drunk booty call?
I just threw up on the way to class. Legit, on the sidewalk by psych building.
THAT WAS YOU? Psych prof just pointed out the window and said "that kids, is why you don't pregame before class"
I got pull-out-my-nuvaring-drunk last night.
He took off all my clothes, fingered me, than said "would you be more comfortable if I was naked too?"
I have to have boobs, you have the charm and wholesomeness that gets boyfriends... And i have boobs
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