So i literally just wrote sorry on my quiz and turned it in.
We had sex in the ocean but the tide took our clothes away too. Its no fun walking back to the dorm wearing only a beach blanket between you.
that would be two times in a week with two different guys.
they have the same name so it only counts as one guy right?
I just woke up at my desk with "To Whommmmmmmmm" typed on a letter. I have no memory of waking up, getting dressed or driving in.
I did shrooms last night. My drug checklist is complete, I can finally graduate.
i am one more weekend without sex away from dosing him with viagra and locking ourselves into a closet.
Missing both credit cards and just had a flashback of grinding my nuts on the terrified cab driver for amusement. i am feeling a slight hate for myself right now.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
I just made SCOTCHSICLES. no further info is necessary
You know it's been a rough year when your therapist mouth is just wide open. And I didn't even get to the real issue!
We need to get you laid. Or i fear you might explode like a firework of sexual innuendos and unfulfilled erotic fantasies.
The girl I was Skype sexing just asked for a moment of silence for robin Williams.
the only thing she has in her apt so far is toilet paper and shot glasses. you can see where the priorities lie.
He's actually really cute and seems like a good guy. And given that he likes lots of drugs, he could come in handy.
Not to be hella graphic on main but I just came so hard I think I saw a new color.
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