I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
well yea, now i know i won't get hair in my teeth...
I knew he was a nice guy, because when we switched positions he flipped the mattress so I wouldn't have to lay in a pool of his sweat.
I'm pretty sure he's lost all respect for me. it probably happened somewhere around the time i had officially slept with every single one of his friends..
i just got drunk dialed and its 10am. clearly finals are over.
I don't know, But i remember him licking ecstasy off my boobs and my boyfriend cheering him on
I owe you 20 bucks. My blood work did show liver damage.
Think they will judge us if our pre drink is a kiddie pool of jello shots?
I would've hung out with you if I had the capacity to do anything besides fall over and pee on things
they have a video of him in his boxers making a snow angel in the hallway is his own vomit and coca cola.
I don't care how much you're grieving a loss, masturbating off the side of a roof is not acceptable mourning behavior.
If you need anything just hit me up
Pancakes
Noted.
I was chasing moonshine with vodka last night. I'm still not sure how I'm sober right now.
I serenaded the cat in the hat for a few 90s songs but idk who he is
she told me id be a great addition to their lesbian community and shes giving me sex eyes from across the room. come get me NOW
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