so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
Found out in my property law class that you can sell your eggs for $8000. Helloooo spring break.
I walked downstairs and there were 50 sorority girls. I wasn't expecting an audience during my walk of shame.
"Not only do I bring a guy back to my hotel room....But I bring one back for my friend who's passed out drunk. Now that's what we call BESTfriends"
like a sex slave...but with a better dental insurance plan
Thanks for talking me down from peeing on his window last night.
I am now curious as to how you would have aimed.
I thought it went well, but he just sent me a video of me sucking an icicle on the fire escape of his building with the caption "The ice got more than I did." Somehow I feel like I owe him a blowjob.
Drunk in burger king. Having it our way. Free fries. M&m sundaes.
he made a bon jovi sex playlist and started crying when "i'll be there" came on... how was your night?
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
There is blood on my sheets, we apparently used 8 towels, everything in my shower is knocked down. Wut?
He made me brush his hair afterwards because it made him feel like a ken Barbie.
God I hope the sex was good.
I was less embarrassed asking him to torrent the teen mom's porn. I'm not gonna ask him to about season 4 of PLL.
HOW DID ALL OF US MISS THE OBVIOUS: I'LL SHAKE YOUR SPEARE
All I want to do is lay in my bed and eat hotdogs
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