i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
He's a collector of sorts
Any cool stuff?
You should see the collection of booggers in the carpet next to his desk
His pubic hair was longer than his dick
as soon as I walked into work this morning, my boss called me out on my hangover, patted me on the back and said I'm getting time an a half for even showing up. Did I really look that bad this morning?
Whatever. I'm saving myself for my wedding night or a night with enough patron.
I had some like war flashbacks of giving someone a handjob and i was trying to figure out who it was.
I vaguely remember you trying to make me a casserole with marshmallows and a can of beer.
Is 'too horny to study' a good enough medical excuse to not take a final?
Did we almost burn down the bar last night? I guess flaming shots were a bad idea.
He sent me a snapchat of him singing wrecking ball. Guess what the wrecking ball was. Hint: he literally came.
Whiskey and tits go great with anything. Especially fire.
So you completely disappeared from my memory last night at about my 15th Jager bomb. But only you. No one else.
Alan said you can come over and eat me out anytime you want, as long as we give him enough notice to hide in the closet before we arrive
I was stuffing my face while buying a brownie and coffee and some kid I fucked came up behind me and said. Someone's hungry.
I woke up on the damn lawn again...it's not even summer yet
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