i hope thats the last time i ever see ryan's hairy ass fucking
I'm trying to decide if I want to bring home my 'beer champion' trophy or my chem books.
She brought up feelings... her days are numbered
He's my palate cleanser. He's my mint sorbet. He's my saltine cracker. He's who I fuck between people to make the next one better.
I took both his daughters virginities. There's no way he won't give me a job
He makes me wish my vagina was bigger... This must be what love feels like.
She shouted out halfway through "that costume does nothing to hide your cock". Last time we let her drink at the theatre.
You know you're a whore when you color code your calendar with who you slept with on what day incase you have ANOTHER pregnancy scare
I am convinced that after two dates and a few adult sleepovers that he still doesn't know my name.
They should really start adding the average cost of day drinking to our cost analysis sheets. Does FAFSA cover this? No. It doesn't.
Thank god for federal credentials. Waaaaayyyy to hungover to go through airport security lines right now.
I dunno. The drunker I get, the easier econ gets. I may be onto something here.
We turned his nipples into a drinking game.
low point of the night : a cop just busted out laughing at me.
It's officially "let him eat me out in a sundress with no panties" season. Needless to say the first date was a success.
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