puked in the new hous. now it's officially home.
Should study in library more often, procrasturbating is less of an option.
so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.
i'm out of college. that means no more sex on a twin bed. ever. i don't care how big his dick was. i'm classy like that.
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
I think that the jello shots in bowls is where it all went wrong.
Before he left he told me if his girlfriend ever finds out, she'll take us both to an alley and kill us.
I just woke and boke and made apple pancakes. I'm kicking Monday in the dick.
I know him enough to fuck him but not enough to give him advice.
Can we both just take a day off just to have sex? Is that acceptable as an adult?
You know for a guy who frequently jumps into stuff without thinking it through, your can do spirit is lacking on this one
You spilt a drink on my couch, then used my dog to mop it up... you called her a mop dog, repeatedly
So, were you planning on telling me you left your panties in my glovebox??
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
I’m literally lecturing this class on professionalism, while my body is undoubtably covered in leftover cum from last night. I’m a fucking role model.
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