idk if you're aware of this...but we could potentially have the greatest hate sex...ever.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
Its what happens when I drink whiskey in a sweater. It makes me feel mature and ponderful.
i can feel the knowledge leaking out of my brain
replace it with alcohol - nature abhors a vacuum
Can't decide if I want to watch full house or the fleet wood Mac concert during the presidential debate.
I'm going to start referring to my liver is Livy. I feel like if I give it an affectionate nickname it will hate me less. Livy isn't ready for syllabus week.
I think we all know your liver needs a man's name.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
Is this a drinking picnic?
Is there another kind?
I may or may not have hooked up with the cop who arrested me.. Or I can cross hooking up with a stripper in a cop outfit off my bucket list.
Dude. $3 Jack n Cokes AND Cheesesticks... Find me tomorrow plz
I need to align my fucking chakras
I CAN SEE SO MANY PENISES. There are so many visible penises here.
Where are you???
Yoga class :(
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
Sorry I’m late. Got horny watching the traffic report and had to rub one out
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