Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
Ben's a prick.
What Ben are you talking about?
All the bens across all the lands
There is a bruise on my cock the size of a golfball. Bad sign.
I just had my first experience getting hit on by a guy. It was really awkward, he touched my chest and invited me to a gay bar because "women get drunk and let their guard down at gay bars"
thats actually pretty good logic
I'm already mentally preparing myself for the fact that I'll probably be sleeping next to a toilet.
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
I've got my wine, though it wasnt very good so I threw a sour patch kid in it
I heard that clinking noise from behind me and I already knew you were whipping out a Smirnoff in class. Again.
The things happening in my intestines right now should only ever happen at truck stops and frat houses.
Got serenaded to on the streets of Denver...the song was about a young banana that made really big decisions, got stds, and joined a gang. I think I like Colorado
just once I'd like to not pass out before we leave the designated pre-drinking place
LET ME HAVE MY JUDGMENT OF OTHER PEOPLE
Don't send me pics of cunning dicks while I'm eating potato chips
Want to meet at a cool spot and just park like cops side-by-side and you can eat some potatoes and I can smoke a cigarette in your face?
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