It really wasn't that bad. Well, it was pretty bad, but only in 3 second bursts.
I have to tell you about my conversation with the cloud dragon!
so i literally woke up after a night of doing lines to a bag of pretzels falling off my bed. a reminder that maybe this is a contributing factor to my freshman 15.
I want a picture of impoverished children wearing Oregon national champions shirts.
Yes, I feel sorry for the tribe that gets those. They won't be able to hide from the lions.
There are regrets in my world today- mostly jager at that fucking altitude
I'm pretty sure blacking out is a coping mechanism.
my goal was to make out with as many people dressed as batman as possible. I have my priorities.
Just bought the plane tickets. Light headed. Blood rush to clit oh god blue clit. Mayday mayday vagina down!
Please ignore everything I told you about my girlfriends vagina last night.
I felt like... 50% confused and 50% like a slow roasted flip flop.
My booty call fought through ice and a foot of snow to get here. He brought booze, food, and cigarettes for three days. My vagina is the greatest motivator of all time.
How's my sex life is me mastubating next to her dog. that's how it's going.
I fell asleep giving a handjob, had a sex dream about giving a handjob, and woke up giving a handjob. Life.
I had an awesome dream where you were a stegosaurus and I was a triceratops and we were hiding from a t-rex and had mad dino sex
Punched myself in the face trying to open a bottle of Vicodin one handed. Night is going well.
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