ice luge is my downfall...
...u mean upfall.
just prayed to lady gaga in hopes it will help me pass my fashion merchandising final...what is my life?
he drove an hour to get eggs with me not even a blow job, just eggs.
i yelled at him for a little and we ended up fucking in a random tennis court.
still using moms red Christmas cookie plate she sent to cut lines on. not sure I can return with a clear conscious
Were going to have to vacuum the bathtub, great party
Btw if you ever get emails that pretty much contain 'bwahhhhh jatkkvsweuo' it's safe to assume it's me.
I just set a reminder on my phone to get star spangled hammered this weekend.
Can we table this discussion? The roommate is out of town and I have to eat pie on the couch in my underwear.
Sexual favors are the only currency recognized by the Republic of Greg
it’s not easy to sexualize brunch. work with me, babe.
CURRENTLY PLAYING FLIP CUP WITH A WORLD SERIES CHAMPION
My sensibilities as a lady demand we cuddle on the couch, and THEN have loud, raunchy sex. Idk, what do you want to do?
Everything is a learning experience. Last night we learned why I'm not allowed to bring guys home from the bar....
My books smell like weed. What does that tell you about my college experience?
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