I didn't mind getting the stomach flu from him. we had great sex AND I'm seven pounds lighter
you know that saying beer then liquer makes you sicker, it should be beer then pickles makes you throw up alot, everywhere.
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
it's fine if we fail the bar, we were never going to satisfy the moral character requirement anyway
Grad practice is like a live scrapbook of my drunken sexual encounters
Carrying your RA back to her room wasn't the conclusion I was expecting for the first thursday back
some people spend their whole lives trying to find their soulmate. who knew mine was hiding in utah successfully balancing a pageant career and a coke habit.
I can dry shave vagina like a champ
i was thinking shit as she was saying it. it was a sarcasm time loop
he just kept texting even after we lit his shoelaces on fire. he just calmly walked into the pool... still texting.
so I guess I made a note in my phone last night to remind myself not to do shrooms on the cruise ship
He's wearing my bra and eating a breadstick while jumping on our bed.....
Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.
Afternoon delight is playing while I take a shit at mcdonalds
Beer and Reeses. dinner of champions
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