The plan is to make enough mistakes this weekend to hold me over until spring break
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
Petting the cat and listening to "you've got a friend". This is why I smoke weed. To make sense of situations like this.
I have now slept with people from more countries than Ive actually visited. Can we make this a game somehow? Like foreign fuck buddy bingo?
Nobody has ever asked me for my honest opinion on whether they needed anal bleaching before
Okay, just a casual question: how did i manage to get grass stains on the inside of my bra?
I dont care if your mom convinced you it should be an abstinent christmas. I did horribly on finals and i'm out of booze, so you will get over her and FUCK. ME. NOW.
By "met a doctor" I really mean "fucked a pre med student"
don't say the first was when I crawled under into the dressing room
On my way, five mins. Is the line long? Do you think they will they hold a pumpkin at coat check?
I think our prof has caught onto our drinking game. He burst into the room with a big smile on his face and yelled "essentially! Essentially! Essentially!"
Dude the little bong I just got fits nicely in the cup holder in my car. The gods approve of my habits.
You have all semester to unpack your car, quarter jello shots only last until 10.
He couldn't give me an orgasm, but he did give me a UTI.
get your sex hands out of my capn crunch
Randomize
