from now on my penis is your penis
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
3 things I learned last night: 1.) I'm not as light as I used to be. 2.) Sex on the roof of a convertible is a really bad idea. 3.) The hospital now has super glue pens for sealing minor cuts instead of stitches!
Let's discuss options later this evening. I'll draw out said options and compare and contrast the "accessibility" of the costume for quickies. Because you never know. Halloween is full of surprises. I'll also compare practicality, level of skank, and creative features.
The face that yo gabba gabba comes up when I'm stoned and searching for yoga workouts is scary or dangerous
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
I think the closest to heaven you can get in this world is your morning dump after a night of Molly
I don't know if it is the Everclear or chemistry, but i think my brain is coming out of my ears.
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
Tequila Tuesday.. tonight is the night I defeat the liquor.
I have class at 8:30 and I am not bailing you out of the drunk tank again.
My dreams last night were filled with sex and quidditch.
Why did I wake up next to the fire pit? And who wrapped me up like a burrito?
Jägerbombs. Thank Sara.
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
My drunk is wearing off and im starting to feel like this dolphin tattoo was a bad idea.
There’s so much sex at the hospital I’m beginning to think scrubs were invented to make duty booty easier
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