He was crying to my sister about feeling like a bad person. Then he groped my breasts.
If they made snuggies with a sleeve for my morning wood, id consider buying one...
Just walk through the Honors dorm on a Saturday night. You'll feel better about yourself.
This guy at the party just introduced himself to me as "the guy who sat behind you on a plane last year"
Im blasting "Fat Bottom Girls" as loud as humanely possible in attempts that old ladies doing water aerobics will take the hint and get the fuck out of the pool.
All I remember from last night is petting the broom with my feet and feeling like I was standing on a horses head
I just met his other fuck buddy...I am thinking of befriending her just to fuck with him...manuplating my roommates into hating each other is boring me i need something else to do
wearing my roomate's scarf as a dress...halloween 2011 ladies and gentlemen
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
She's crying about either her ex boyfriend, her one night stand, or her own puke. None of those is worth the tears.
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
In the middle of blowing him I looked at him and said "Your so old..." and then continued. I need to stop drinking.
I'm just more comfortable with the bondage
How does a face ride mean we're back together?
Drunk sex on a hardwood floor is never ever a good idea. Lesson learned.
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