i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
soo I had sex last night and he wore a condom, pulled out sans condom. we looked everywhere and couldnt find it, even in my vag. so Im in the library at school and I googled it and it gave me "gentle digging" techniques, and sure enough, found it. ew. I'll be purchasing Plan B after class.
My birth control alarm gets more depressing every night.
Cool, so I just walked in on my grandfather checking his prostate in the kitchen.
He soundtracked our prebreakup sex, our breakup, and out postbreakup sex. At least he's dedicated.
thing about being the result of a teen pregnancy is that all my baby pictures are of my mom and dad holding me around their stoned college friends.
happy find a boyfriend by next Valentines Day. Its like a new years resolution but depressing
I'm going to try to ignore the homoerotic subtext in that last question...
she broke up with me the week she got divorced. maybe I should grab a beer with her ex
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
After fooling around at the hotel til dawn, I managed to feed her with my free buffet passes. Tastes like sweet victory.
Dude I puked in a snow bank and then fell face first into it
Well just saw that professor I hooked up with on campus and I look like a dumpster baby
I masterbated poison ivy onto my penis, it hasn't been this upset with me since the Take one for the team fiasco of 02.
My butthole is tingling. Must be the grapefruit juice
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