Right on... I dropped my chapstick
I blacked out
I may have been to starbucks and 2 classes with balls still written on my face...
I'm driving behind a lime green VW that has "Seniors '10!" shoe polished on the rear window. i haven't even seen her yet, but I do have a boner.
There was an ice luge. Lets just leave it at that.
Just did a slip and slide down a five story staircase in my dorm. Being an engineer is fucking awesome
He was having Sex and you yelled 'hot and dangerous!" and he responded with "if you're one of us then roll with us!" when he went to he bathroom I saw her getting dressed, looking mortified.
I got so drunk last night that I drunk texted myself. "hand jobs are the currency of the future"
I'm not allowed to have sex with him again. My vagina joined in on the protest. There was a petition. All my body parts signed it.
You passed out and I didn't draw a penis on your face. Sister of the year.
Basically I think I'm replacing men/sex with theme parks.
My adderall dealer raised his prices due to "impending inflation" ... never buying from a college grad again
I'm like a saiyan, every time I get trashed I come back stronger
The clothing optional portion of the night began around midnight. Then we did disgusting things to each other. It was beautiful.
i feel like if my pee,blood, or vomit is on it...it should belong to me by default. can we make that a rule?
I miss my innocence.
I miss being able to say, "I've never done this before."
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