I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
It was so good the neighbors even had a cigarette.
she's crying while babbling "all i do is win"
as she was beating the hell out of his ex, she screamed prison rules, and smashed her head with a beer bottle. I'm oddly afraid yet so attracted to her now.
Hey Im running from the cops. hiding in a bush. when you're approaching the intersection honk the horn twice and I will come out.
He's just so adorable. And I don't want to fuck someone who's adorable.
Nothings harder than putting on a frozen condom.. or should I say softer
I mean I love some drunk compliments, but he just wasn't up to my low standards.
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
I think he's like 40 and maybe a little sociopathetic and i have never been so turned on
Another text to add to the intervention pile, i see
I have poison ivy and a broken finger. Don't have a threesome in the woods.
I am now "wine pairing" tums flavors with my strongbow, because apparently hard cider gives me heartburn.
He sends me pictures of his dogs and I send him my tits, it's a win win situation
What do you mean? Just eat his food and have sex with him. Unless you want a relationship, then just eat his food.
The hospital waiting room is starting to become a very familiar place to me.
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