the "happy anniversary" cake for my mom and dad is about to turn into the "yeah, that's a hickey, welcome back from italy" cake.
Skanksgiving break is awesome already... pilgrim and indian roleplay tonight.
I'm on my fifth double. This night is getting better whether it likes it or not.
i think i was tempted to text while we were making out. like i remember holding my phone up behind his head and just staring at it.
I am now the only person in my apartment who hasn't had sex in my bed.
I still have way too many Frat houses to get blackout drunk at before I'm get in any type of relationship
We should hook up after this. Laugh or look horrified to say yes.
We can't tell anyone we fucked because I'm still trying to get with your friend. Is she coming next weekend?
No memories of receiving this. Or of getting home. Or of apparently developing a taste for marmalade, which I assume is yours because I have literally never eaten it before. It's all over the kitchen. And my phone. And in my hair. Oh god I wish I wasn't on the train to work. X And sorry about the kitchen x
When you're a bigshot ER surgeon and I'm a starving artist, I want you to remember who held your hair last night.
Tonight I celebrated marriage equality by letting a girl I don't know kiss me at the club.
well at least you didn't have your nipples chewed last night
I hurt myself, but I'm pretty sure I saved the carpet.
We have moved from phase 1: honeymoon, to phase 2: trapped in relationship until the cold embrace of death
I'm telling you, I 'm beginning to think that my vagina is magical.
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