It wasn't long before I skipped the martini glass and went straight to drinking from the shaker.
Woke up. Made a pizza. Burnt it. Going back to bed cuz today sucks
I had sex with him, and then he gave me a $5 Starbucks gift card. Totally worth it
he was humming party in the usa while we were having sex.
You guys were grinding to YMCA. I knew you were going to hook up with him.
I wish there was a classy way to show off your boobs.
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
I just got a flashback from Saturday night of you helping me wash my feet in the bar's bathroom.
I will fight anything that is not spinning right now
If you could come over after class and poke me with a stick to see if im still alive id really appreciate it
He put up a Facebook album attempting to sell off their Harvard furniture. Items for sale include: his friend, a broken lamp, an item described as a 'carpet and/or sleeping bag', a pair of paint stained cargo pants, size 'Tyler', and a self proclaimed $3 bottle of wine, which he is offering for $2
So, since you're now a four night stand, I feel comfortable asking: Did I leave my sunglasses at your house? Or my underwear?
Beat the bartender in a shot challenge for a free tab. I won that, and him. I never get tired of the "this is my first time with a guy.." bullshit.
How do you even...
The magic of Christmas. And whiskey, of course.
Oh Jesus our whore days are numbered
Our sex from this weekend should be engraved into a plaque or commemorated somehow. It was fucking amazing.
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