oh jesus shes a lukewarm mess
I felt like Norm from Cheers walking into the free clinic.
I think I might be in your shoes. Except they are actually my shoes. Either way these shoes are wasted.
how do we leave politely?
Tell them I'm going into labor. I will spill a beer and tell them m water broke.
I can actually hear my brain cells scream as they die when she speaks.
Since when does wearing a condom and going down on me make someone a gentlemen?
i was trying to find the best way to say come over and have sex, without saying it.
my hippie aunt just sent me some brownies with a note saying not to eat them under any circumstances until finals are over. excited.
dude, there's a fucking musical in my head. it's fucking awesome being this high.
I no longer question where these bruises come from... between the strip pole in the living room, the slipnslide in the hallway and our constant level of intoxication I will always be bruised...
yes we did fuck in his chapter room. yes it was demeaning. and yes, they probably will discuss it at chapter tonight.
They sext over her pic comments. Role playing as wolves.
I just smoked weed out of a baked potato.
You rock my world.
He had really great hair, but he told me he's been in a psych ward three times. I mean I know I'm a psych major, but that's too much.
I don't think I'm gonna survive today. I don't remember how to walk. I must crawl 6 blocks to my bed.
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