So I got my period. Finally. In related news, I reinstated my belief in God.
I just accidentally handed the ticket lady a condom instead of the intended ticket. I am now the official whore of Harry Potter.
She has an album entitled "my photography", which consists of about 80 different pictures of a tractor that she took on her cell phone. I'm all for freedom of expression, but come on.
his blackberry tasks were 1. take names and 2. kick ass
He gave me an orgasm with his left hand...and he's right handed. Of course he's a keeper.
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
I dont even care how hung over I am, and how shitty this bus ride will be. That was the best sex of my life and it's a beautiful morning.
She wanted to roleplay. Apparently you be snow and i'll be a plow wasn't an option
I was high fiving everyone. I even high fived with the wall for doing such a good job suporting the ceiling and keeping us alive.
I think the fact that I shit my pants, threw away my underwear in a frat bathroom, lost my socks down a drain in the front yard and still got laid... deserves some sort of a victory drink for myself or a blowjob for him since he was such a good sport.
Casually brushing the Bacardi out of my hair. It's a good time to ponder regretting everything that happened last night.
Nothing like coaching 5 year olds with a bunch of visible bruises from last night's drunk bondage sex.
Sex on the trampoline with your two best friends cheering you on: PRICELESS.
I’m ready to be reckless and make stupid decisions, and I need you to support me in that.
He just told me my boobs made up for all the bad things that had ever happened to him. I'm definately having sex with him again.
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