: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
So gin and wine won't be happening again
Some random slut told me I was a good dancer then gave me a handjob. I felt like fucking John Travolta.
Currently bleeding through my leggings. Not good. Not good at all.
Hospital.
I am invincible.
So I managed to get the bitch who has been copying off me all semester in History to copy the names of Pokemon towns off my test.
I have just disproved the common belief that it is impossible to have mediocre sex in a fire truck.
The fire in my vagina flames on. Fucking terrible firefighter
I don't save the phone numbers of guys I don't like. That way it's a surprise when a random number texts me and tells me I have great tits.
my dad pointed to my full beer and said drink up we're leaving now.
can you adopt me?
I don't know, I kept pretending that I was riding an elephant during. It was actually really fun, but you can't tell him that!
Dude, I'm pretty sure I slept with my TA's girlfriend
I swear to god if I see a single piece of genitalia I'm driving back to LI and smacking you back to the Italian Renaissance
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
Our nipples touched last night. It was tender.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
Word. I want it involving like... sing-a-longs and sniffing glue.
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