it's one of those mornings where you are proud of yourself just for waking up.
I don't really want to write this paper. It's the last one of the semester - I need to savor the feeling of procrastination.
I'm not saying he has herpes, I'm just saying he slept with my friend that has herpes.
I have shoes on. No pants. And my jacket pockets are full of ketchup and grass. Yes. Good night.
Is he smart?
Why would i know that. That would deal with the top half of his body. I only deal with the bottom half.
You're my spirit guide. This has to do with oatmeal cream pies.
I feel like today should be a " im going to have sex with you cause its raining and theres nothing else to do" kinda day
I was like kind of drunk but mostly just very enthusiastic about beyonce
Ok fine, yes she's pregnant. But you're ignoring the most important part. HER BOOBS GOT BIGGER. That doesn't happen every day, and I owe it to myself to enjoy those boobs before the belly catches up to them!
It's a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later.
Some small part of me hopes I'm on the probationary list because of seeing the Dean at that fetish party.
Hahahaha .. If it makes you feel better I had a sex dream about a cheeseburger last night so I feel like we both lose.
I think one make out session at a bar per year is probably the best choice.
Not bad. Ran into Carlo. He shared a story about a sailor who got gonorrhea in his eye. It made me feel better about myself.
its been well over a year and hes still saying sex with me was epic
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