We walked 2 miles, legit 2 miles, and purchased 7 half gallons. One for each of us. Intense
party was madd awkward.. it was like every person who i sat next to in high school and never said hi to was there
Just heard the garage door open and I immediately sprinted to the laptop to erase history, even though I haven't watched porn today...I believe Pavlov now.
My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
being alone eating nachos and drinking from a giant munchen beermug really isnt that sad
critical mistake not lubing the nipples
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
Don't feel bad sweetie, you're not the only classy one in town. I'm still driving around with that tupperware of tequila in my cup holder from last week's Margarita Monday.
U know when u get really drunk and u don't think anyone can see what your doing? If I'm that drunk the possibilities are endless
No foreplay. Missionary. Too quick. And he owns a fedora.
I almost fell asleep reading that.
I almost fell asleep fucking it.
I yelled out "blow jobs!" in my macroeconomics class. Ask me more about how my life is spiraling out of control.
A guy at my table is reading a magazine called "Cheese Connoisseur"
Apparently the girl he banged in the bathroom yelled at him for hitting on me all night. But whatever, he was holding her hand for most of it
I peed in my closet, which at the time looked like a sparkly bathroom...
If work found out I was using THEIR paper to write Karate Kid fanfic I'd never hear the end of it.
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