I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
the last 2 times weve had drunk sex ive had to get the morning after pill.. he's turning into a real expensive fuck buddy.
he got his own cum in his own eye. TWICE. how do you make that mistake again?
My brain is officially off for summer until late august. If that guy wants to fuck me, he better do it soon.
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
Or I die of a heart attack, which is the more likely/less fun scenario.
Confirmed. Vegetarians give terrible head.
It's official. I am the girl who threw up in the library. Hangovers and midterms do not mix.
I am so hung over a medically induced coma is beginning to sound appealing.
Setting up an obstacle course with ladders, hurdles, and a spring board to the pool. you down for drunk races through it later?
When you sober up and come in here, I'm in your bed because you pissed on me in mine. So fuck. Off.
I don't remember... but puking on the bar sounds like me.
...I think I just watched a boy make a sandwich seductively. What.
I have this theory that your highest awareness of how drunk you are is while you're sitting on a toilet
I’ve slept with a Senior, a Freshman and a Junior so far. I’m a Sophomore away from hitting for the cycle
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