Running into every girl no one would hook up with here at rick's. Typical.
i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
you told me to make out with him to promote the social success of the sorority
I'm giving up shame for lent. Here come the best 40 days and nights of my life.
All we had was a keg so we played edward nalgene-hands
med student doing my blood work at the AIDS clinic just hit on me after I told him i was having unprotected sex, but didn't think i had HIV.
Do you think it would be a good idea to mention in my admissions essay that I was the guy that streaked across the soccer field last year?
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
I've literally already typed in by booty call text for friday night. all I have to do now is wait for is drunk me to press send
we were sitting in the kitchen and you kept biting my shoulder saying "itll all be over soon"
Of the past 48 hours, 46 of them have been spent naked. I'd say it's been a good two days.
The number of mornings I actually have to say out loud to myself "you must put pants on and go to work" to get motivated is...troubling.
This feels more like a conference of all the people I've fucked in the past year.
Does fucking him in the back of the car with the sun roof retracted count as star gazing?
...i have a beer in one hand, and a chicken wing in the same. typical tuesday, right?
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