Funny thing- my attraction to each one is inversely proportional to his level of availability.
After he proceded to violently molest my tits until 9 am i snuck out of his room only to meet his mother downstairs, who informed me she heard the giant sexfest going on in the room next to them.. this was before she called us both "chickenshits".. worst walk of shame ever.
got high and went straight for the Doritos. I'm some kind of walking cliche.
I just followed a trail of feathers and glitter to class. Today better be fucking magical.
You know you're hung over when your pose in art class is lying face down on the platform
Stop introducing me to people as your little sister.
I don't think the lady gaga poster on your wall qualifies you as a brother.
I was in bed at 845. Affairs take a lot out of people
Im eating the cereal I found in my pocket and drinking wine out of the bottle.
You would be married by May if you put half as much energy into getting straight guys as you do into getting gay guys
Congratulations, you are no longer the only person who has watched me drunkenly pee on their furniture.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
I'm trying to find some better sex background music so his neighbors don't hate us. This is tedious.
Already drunk, almost got in a fight with a bunch of irish chicks. And another with canadians. On my way to get a tattoo. I plan to regret this trip.
Randomize
