it's one of those mornings where you are proud of yourself just for waking up.
when your english prof writes "this was a real good paper" on your essay, you know you're at the wrong college
He used one end of the towel to wipe the cum and I used the other end to wipe the tears
By the end of the night i was making legitimate noises not just saying moo.
I was informed last night that im not allowed to pick up the bouncers and carry them around anymore. Last sat is starting to make more sense
I just want to have weird supply closet sex with him... and then I'll be all set. Fired, but all set.
nope. It turned out i wasnt the drunkest person asleep in tacobell parking lot.
And by "schedule" I meant crumbled up liquor store receipt, that I wrote shit on.
As much of a hooker as I am you don't slam where you drink
You can't die you're my only democrat family member
Between randomly bursting into tears and the reappearance of my lost sex drive, this break up has left me bizarrely damp.
leads to pukin, then cryin, then 24hr masturbatin binge, then cryin again and finally a combination of all 3
You've discovered your super power: Your Vagina
I didn't want to shower, so I shaved my legs in the pool . That drunk .
During my first week as an adjunct prof, I played a fiercely fought game of squash with a law student and we wound up having hot, sweaty, angry sex right on the floor of the court. She is either the best or worst thing to happen to my academic career. Will let you know.
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