I drank like a thousand beers last night and my poo is solid, not gross like usual. I think this means I've grown up.
we have a love-hate relationship...we love having sex but hate waking up next to eachother
is it sad that whenever i need to spell "independent" i still sing that one rap song?
He adopted an old drug sniffing dog so that he won't lose his weed around the house anymore. It works.\n
He added me on Facebook. I'm pretty sure he got my name from the inside of the bra I had lost in the frat house.
It's not like I'm never gonna put out again. I'm a sure thing. I promise.
Our sex bag has now been upgraded to sex luggage, with wheels, and now features a first aid kit. Game. On.
Tomorrow is Have Sex and Climb A Mountain Day. We have amazing dates.
There where 3 half naked girls passed out on the pool table, I crawled under it and just as I was about to go to sleep some guy walks up and says: "dude nice spot" walks away and comes back with a pillow.
...if you're living vicariously thought me, that was a great blow job you just gave in the B&N parking lot.
Can't talk right now. I'm doing tequila shots with my professor at some Mexican bar. That's how I prepare for finals.
If I don't go to Australia I'm using that towards a new car. If I do I'll use it to buy a koala.
He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
Dude how about today while I was on lunch someone died in the break room at work....I didn't even know we had a break room!!
Gave a guy a blowjob in a convent. Place in hell is now secured...
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