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
So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
Id settle for living inside the pirates of the carribean ride.
I didn't cheat on him. Cheating means finding out. I made sure he was at work first. After the guy left I got shitfaced just so nothing seemed out of the ordinary when he came home.
he is a creepy guy.
yea thats what heroine does to ppl.
He's pole dancing on a heat lamp.
I think he's on the stoner protein diet. I just saw him, at 3 am, spreading mayo on a slice of deli ham and sprinkling salt on top.
I just burped jalapeños and cum. That was the most disgusting thing ever.
he told me he was a Boston Bruins fan so I took his hat into the bathroom and peed in it...I've never been a prouder Ranger fan
I am broke enough to accept it. If I get poisoned, you can have my shoes
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
She seriously left me for a guy that likes his own statuses on facebook.....
I mean, on what planet are nipples suppose to look like that?
Also he didn't buy condoms after we ran out last week. Luckily I had one, but I told him he should be more optimistic about getting laid
We hooked up in his car and afterwards he cried. I think I need to find a new hookup...
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