I take no responsibility of who alcohol hooks up with using my body!
It's like I'm in a vicious cycle of noncommittal penis.
I will not fuck this loser. I will not fuck this loser. I will not fuck this loser.
Apparently my type is "guy whose parents had unprotected sex on Halloween". Last week was my ex's, my FWB's, and the guy I'm seeing's birthdays.
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
I found him stumbling up to our building with a solo cup under his arm. . . He told me it was his favourite thing ever. He also told me hes never been drunk before.
I'm definitely going to class still drunk right now and the freshman dressed as Hugh Heffner last night is texting me. I can't handle this.
I really shouldn't be this use to hearing "YOURE THAT GIRL?!?!"
I walked by the two of them and mouthed "fuck me" based on there reaction I think they just came in their pants
Showering in not my own throw up is really hittin the spot right now.
I only had ten dollars. So leave it to Katie to somehow makeout with the bartender, on his shift mind you, and get free drinks.
Only I could go on a date with one guy, have a beer with a different guy and go home with the guy im trying to avoid. I have a talent or a problem.
Is there a tactful way to ask "how are your balls?" Or do I just ask point blank
Medicine hack, old crowe and ramen flavor packets isnt a cure for the cold.
We will discuss everything tomorrow i presume. Including the sweaty naked tango.
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