So I tried to call my phone from his phone and was like, "hey, my name is not in here..I thought you had my number" turns out he has my number saved as "gives good head"
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
it's to the point where working 2 jobs this summer will absolutely not cover how much i will spend on alcohol next semester.
the realtor just took us to a house I had a one night stand in. I feel like it's a sign.
He woke up in the ambulance thinking he was still in the club.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
We will. we just need a little inspiration.... in smoke form.
We now only communicate via Xbox messages. Living together is so easy
No, this place just freaks me out. Like I feel like ill get pregnant just being here. And all those pregnant bellies. It's weird.
I could run a drunk marathon in heels
When we were done he got down next to the bed and I thought he was Tebowing. He was hitting a bong that he had already loaded and hidden under the bed.
I just went to add a song I had never heard before to my "high as fuck" playlist and it was already there.
He's a drill sergeant! The sadomasochist in me can't resist that.
Woke up naked with a post-it that said "don't ask questions" on my ass...i know im not supposed to ask but uhm what did I do?
i opened the door and you were passed out on my doorstep wearing ugly shorts and cuddling a pinnapple, i dont know what happened to you.
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