We had one of those mutual "I know your on a dating website, I won't tell if you won't" glances.
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
They call it the Collection Couch because all 4 room mates have slept with at least 3 different girls on it. He tried to seal the deal with "would you like to be number 14?"
And sadly I did.
everyone knows he gets back in a week and after that i'm not sleeping around anymore. it's like i have a expiration date.
Hello everyone will one of you please inform me on why I woke up in a cardboard recycle dumpster with no shirt and a stuffed animal? I want to hear this explanation.
Your godly.
Btw, just wanna point out that you've hooked up with two guys whose birthdays are today. Congratulations, you have a type!
He is gay. There is no bi when you have a manhunt AND you are an art major. That's like a unicorn without a horn, it just isn't possible.
I think that was him coming out to me. I just brushed it off
i'm about to be the still-drunkest person on the ellipticals
Gonna be hard to top last New Year's Eve when the guy I blew came at midnight
seriously the second he called my tits warlocks was the second I knew I wasn't going to fuck him.
In hindsight, drunkenly yelling "I'M TICKLISH" might not have been an entirely wise decision
He is such a generous lover, I can look past the fact his name is fucking Bob.
Leaving the puke on the ceiling as a reminder.
I wish I just waited long enough to hate someone to fuck one
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