Best text conversation ever. Other than the one we had about using blood for lube.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
Throw up on the ground, people dancing to loud Bollywood music, seats literally missing. Fuck I hate public transit
I would rather deep fry my own cock while it's still attached to me than have his life.
Is 'too horny to study' a good enough medical excuse to not take a final?
Now if u will excuse me I have to go prep my vagina for this amazing sex filled weekend I'm about to encounter
i ended up playing naked naked monopoly and hangman with my dealer. i really love my life.
He wanted me naked, so I got naked. You can't hold that against me.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
it's like getting dryhumped by a chainsaw in the very best possible way
im in the library and there's this guy on a computer just staring at a google image of beer. finals week is rough.
please, i've had weekends with less dignity than this.
time out. can we just pause the wholesome understanding friendship thing and be fuck buddies for a night?
we need a secret handshake
I have the starring role in a literal shit show.
its hard to say precisely how it happened, but the next thing i knew i was on top of a mountain
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