Im going to bring a boy home tonight, and not tell him that I have my period. So when he tries to fuck me, I say no, and look really classy. Then he thinks I'm marriage material. So I give him head.
So gin and wine won't be happening again
He just slept in my bed for a couple hours and asked lots of questions about gay sex. No, I do not have his number.
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying "i mean who doesn't like cheetos"
There's two big trays of water in our freezer. I just hope they freeze by Saturday. for the ice luge.
its Wednesday...
they're reeeeeally big trays
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
she trying to cartwheel up the stairs... not going so well
I literally told her "she's a sandwich I'd like to make" and that's all it took
He just got dropped off drinking a flask, sitting on the handlebars of a chinese delivery man's bike
Tonight's gonna be epic. Did he bring my noodles?
He offered to buy me free breakfast if I stayed at the hotel overnight with him. I then realized they have a complimentary breakfast.
Rule #61 of being a lady: never get fingered by a finger with a knuckle tattoo
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
honestly the most stressful part of moving is the chance my mom will find my vibrator
Call me a snob but I'm not banging chicks with more fingers than teeth.
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