my weekend in 10 words or less: hot friend of a friend, open bar, beach house, sore. In that order too.
I think we should start referring to bisexuals as "strays"
We need somewhere to take these girls. Otherwise it's a orgy in the Mazda.
Two bottles of champagne and half a pizza later, I'm crying myself to tears watching The Nanny. Happy finals week.
Either you made a spaghetti vodka smoothie last night, or you puked in the blender.
Why do i even want him? It's like his dick is a trophy and I need to put it on my wall of shame.
I'm not as easy in Europe as I am in the US
Only because you can wipe your slut slate clean & start anew. It's a little known benefit of our currency exchange.
There's puke on my pillow. I'm still wearing my wedges. And I have a cab drivers number clutched in my fist.
Nothing quite like coming out of an alcohol induced blackout walking down Spruill Avenue carrying a silver briefcase full of IT tools you don't know where they came from. This is my life.
My reasons for going are selfish. She just opened her own law firm. I figure having a lawyer as a friend is a good idea. Nothing in my life suggests I won't need a lawyer again.
we were sitting in the kitchen and you kept biting my shoulder saying "itll all be over soon"
How about we just fuck in random places all around campus, and skip the boring relationship part?
He has started theming his dick pics. I have one he sent his duck has a sombrero on. Another a Barbie is riding it.
After we finished, she peed a little on my chest and told me she was "marking her territory". I didn't know if I should have been scared or aroused.
Right before he dumped me... he got a really ugly pair of pants. They were twill pants. A pinkish color. When I'm sad... I picture him in them. It makes me smile.
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