the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
tonight i'm making a christmas tree shaped shot pyramid
Lots of explosions. Minor nudity. Full penetration and lots of tuxedos.
i'm pretty sure i'm on the same train we took last friday..
what?how do you know?
it appears they have not cleaned up your vomit yet.
Just asked the bartender if I could use the register to see my grades.
4 am. She strained the mac and cheese onto her legs. She has no skin.
She walked in on her brother jacking off and she hasn't been the same since. She's been crying and shaking non-stop. It's been two weeks.
I'm at the bar alone. Is this how you feel?
All of her cloths were on our coffee table this morning. The only things she left with last night were her shoes and Scott
Uhm after 8 I don't recall anything. All I know is there's a picture of me playing pong with my grandmother.
it's all fun and games til I text you in last nights clothes with a head bleed
I feel like parents watching our children. You want to step in and help them but you just have to let them make their mistakes
I haven't filled him in on Operation "find a sugar daddy & suck dick for money" yet, but I'm sure he just wants me to be happy.
I was dreaming of a parallel reality and in the dream I just looked up at my present self and was like "you're high, man"
He seems like a nice guy. I mean, I know he's married and he's essentially paying me to be his side hoe, but he really seems like a good person.
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