so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I don't know if it was the room or her, but as soon as the pants came off, it smelt like a locker room and old man farts.
double majoring has taught me only that psych majors are sluttier than govt majors
He gets a blow job; I get my oil changed free of charge. And that way I only see him every 2500 miles.
Just got invited out of group to take shots after hearing her gay friend say "why would I give him my alcohol so you can suck his dick. It's going to be a good night
Yes I have a handle on life. A handle of Svedka.
on my way to nyc to take a survey about my sexual activity. if you dont hear from me for a few days, assume they had me committed...
I feel like I'm laying on a pillow cloud. With little baby angel fingers between me and the cloud lifting me up. Singing hymns in my ear.
I woke up half naked on the floor next to his bed, and his cat was staring at me like it had seen everything that i myself don't remember..
I just sold my hat for three car bombs. I call that a win.
I think I'm going to give him a welcome back to single life blow job
I just picked up my phone and one shoe from the man mowing the lawn next to the ice rink. He found them in a tree.
I just remembered that you tried to trade me for a glass of wine
i think i just encouraged him to glue googly eyes to my boobs
I'm in the upstairs bathroom. I went to the bathroom after class and realized this is not a shit I want to have publicly. I ran home. We can go to lunch, just give me a min
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