I introduced my face to asphalt last night. They didn't get along.
best part, i was ridiculous and none of them were judging me bc they didn't want my vagina. it was like i was a pretty painting
I'm bringing poparts in case anyone gets hungry. The trek to frat row is strenuous.
Toga everclear = hospital visit... Im sure the paramedics hate me right now
we had to stop you from eating moldy cake.. twice.
I'm sure I'm not the FIRST newly single girl to table dance at a family restaurant.
She's like my safety school. At the end of the night, if I haven't found anyone better to hook up with, I can always call her if I need a place to drop a load and don't want to rub one out myself. Perfect next door neighbor.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
I almost died in that meeting. Nearly dried up and blew away in the pure powder form of boredom
I know that feel bro
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
I told him about the time I blacked out and shit myself and he still wanted to have sex with me that night. Feeling pretty optimistic about where this fling is going.
He called me at 4 a.m. and wanted me to drive him to McDonald's then drop him off at home. It wasn't even a booty call, it was a fucking chauffeur call.
If last night was a preview of 2015, I quit.
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
My butthole is tingling. Must be the grapefruit juice
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