the night i cant remember will be the night i always remember thanks to my "i
Dating is not our generation's strong point. We're an era that's good at getting laid.
i was like the pretty and slutty 8th grade girl who goes to a party, gets wasted, and ends up having sex with a senoir
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alcohol + bed + penis = sex
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
Another weekend, another 3 guys I have to awkwardly avoid while crossing campus...
just overheard a conversation that ended in "and that's what I learned in France" How could that not have been about sex
all of the sudden, the other guy at the bar who was celebrating his birthday got a super inspired look on his face and then screamed at me ''our parents fucked on the same day!''
Thank god the bicycalist i hit was on drugs
He just asked me if I wanted a ride on the "bologna pony." I never wanna have sex again...
I mean...he was throwing up for almost 3 consecutive hours. I don't think there's a chance in hell that would have tasted even close to tolerable.
BTW my friend remembers her as "the one with the pronounced chin"
2015 is a year for health and mental stability and alas we are not yet there so yolo
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
I just called my kid butt plug. Does that make me a bad mommy??
This may be the most diplomatic thing you've ever said
I've started recycling nudes. Why should I take new pictures for every single man?
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