So what if i'm late to spanish tomorrow. who the hell cares. i don't even speak spanish.
Either I'm losing my touch or ED is running rampant in 20 something men now
cheese fries, coffee, with a side of dry heaving in the bathroom at the diner on campus at 5am. never felt better.
She told me my pubes were as soft as "fine wool"
Let's just say that the best way to get a girls attention is not to slap her on the ass from the window of a moving cab.
Is it just me or does the sex still keep getting better? I wasn't crying, my eyes just watered from how hard I was cumming.
Ugh. Lets go crawl into a dairy-gluten-chlamydia free hole somewheres.
The picture on Facebook I was just tagged in, with the mask, that is the definition of Carmen, my drunk alter ego
I actually feel a twinge of sadness recycling all of our handles... I feel like I'm throwing out some great memories or lack of them because we don't remember
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
We were in bed, and he looked at me and asked if I'd be weirded out if he took his leg off. BEST.SEX.EVER.
passed out on bart again and decide to bike home. biked thru a goat farm of angry goats, biked on the freeway, got stopped by the cops, and sat shotgun in the squad car while the officer driving got a video on his iphone of his partner riding my bike on the freeway.
So nothing to worry about, but i'm probly going to jail soon, just thought i should let you know so you didn't worry. Bye!
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