Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I drunk emailed a professor on friday. Oh my god. Oh my god.
he was persistant. I supposedly owe him a bj from high school.
i was thoroughly upset that he did not want to be my number 16, who passes that number up?
Now he's galloping around the bar. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
See this is what happens when we don't have sex everyday
just got in my apt...and theres jungle juice here i left from over a month ago..this could be interesting...or deadly
My dick hurts from so many people grabbing it last night. We're not going back to that club
If I'm going to start compromising my butthole it's going to be for much better drugs than a ventolin
You only have to pretend to care about soccer until July. HE'S PRETTY DONT RUIN THIS.
Send me a picture of our booze closet. I'm homesick.
So I've decided that blue balls for lesbians is rainbow balls and the struggle is real
I'm going to need to invest in some knee pads if I keep having nights like tonight
I wear drunk well.
He's throwing Skittles into my cleavage and some are rebounding into my crouch.
Well he's scoring either way then.
You'll be pleased to know I just had an elaborate day dream about your penis. you were there too.
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