your transformation into a slut upon entering college is like a shakespearian tragedy
I can no longer count the number of girls I've banged on my fingers and toes. It's like being born again.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
dont like to call her my roomate, too cordial. i refer to her as the whore that was assigned to live with me
i swear to god even though i took those meds before coming here i did not hallucinate zulema silently throwing up into a breakfast burrito
I think I might stay on campus instead of going home for thanksgiving and see how many townies I can hook up with and no one will be around to judge
where did this taco bell managers name tag come from ?
unfortunetly they frown upon drunk on duty paramedics
I have no idea how I got home or why I am naked but I assume I owe you a thank you...
I don't like sad things. I do like drinking though
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
Now that I've quit blow, I think I'm allergic to my cat....
You're too young to have this sort of Grizzled Old Drunk In Roadside Bar wisdom.
reason #326 why I'm still single.... my date just told me there's a little boy ghost that lives in his closet because he likes his music.
he really is such a sweet guy. it’s a shame i have to break his heart.
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