Last night while we were having sex, 'God bless the USA' started playing on his itunes. He came almost immediately... so awkward.
Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
so my bro's bff came over...we had an awkward "yeah we fucked and can fuck later, but let's just pretend it didn't happen in front of the family" hug.
the line at the liquor store is out the door, and students in line are high-fiving like crazy...i love college snow days
stumble upon led me to how to make wine in prison, followed by wedding dresses. it knows my life too well
so the party was at my house but some how i ended up being the only one who slept outside
Me+graduation party+hammered drunk+polish horseshoes in the dark= black eye, crying, pissed, passed out in my dress... How was your weekend?
Got a stripper to howl at my wolf shirt.
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
PS August 29 of last year was when you ran over my foot. Facebook just reminded me.
What if this is the rest of my life? Sitting at the bar waiting for someone to play Single Ladies
you said candy land and then passed out.
ps. we found your stash in the candyland game. Thanks.
Who is Katie and why do we have her birthday cake?
I swear man, you fly across the country to give a boy your virginity and he suddenly thinks you like him
What do you mean you haven’t had the fantasy of getting anally penetrated by a tentacle monster?
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