your room smells of hookers.
And success
Broke my phone, have no voice AND I was blackout by 3 p.m...I'm betting I had a great time.
How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
he told me it was because of the roids, but i couldn't tell if he meant ster or hem.
his electricity got shut off. i felt like a pilgrim searching for his dick.
sticking your hands in the toilet to wash your face is not acceptable. ever. i don't care how drunk you are.
I don't think my body can handle the alcohol I want to put in it anymore.
He fucked a girl named Oreo... He deserved syphilis.
I've been asked to reupholster their slam-couch so I found some off-cuts of medical-grade, hermetically sealed fabric. She'll be slammed upon for generations to come.
there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night blowing lines drinking white wine and playing call of duty. don't judge me
He said he "doesnt care at all, really" if I shave my legs or not. Challenge accepted.
Girl, he's like catnip for my pussy.
Started mixing booze directly into the 2 liters and carrying them around. Mixing less often, and now kind of weightlifting,so double effecient.
Fuck the library it's too quiet and makes me uneasy. I feel like I'm so isolated I should take off my pants or something
The weirdest part of it all was wondering if I was going to take off his fanny pack or he was before we fucked
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