Yeah. My legs are trembling...hard to walk. Feels like a neon arrow is pointing at me saying "just had sex (with not his wife)"
I never want a future conversation of ours to include the words "quart of semen" in it
Yea i traded my bed for half a bag of jimmy johns jalepno chips, am I proud of it no, Am I happy I did it? yes
He was putting purell on my boobs saying "they need to be clean for later." He hadn't had a drink all night
She solidified the fact that the icon from Wendy's is the only ginger I care for
Thru out the entire phone conversation I went from thinking: he's making a gay come-on, to he's trying to sell me drugs, before realizing he was offering me a job with an internet company. Things are gonna be awkward in class this week.
In between when I last wrote and now have screwed a Swiss guy on a hostel bathroom floor. Okay, real life?
There was a gay guy in drag passed out against the wall but we had sex in there anyway.
I'm so eating pot-chocolate cookies while preggers. This kid will be so amazing.
Russians do not operate on the same level as the rest of us. hoping I wake up tomorrow
Found my underwear in a solo cup. That about sums up this weekend.
She just sent me a message. It's a poem, about eternal love, that she wrote, about us. Just because I took her home two nights - doesn't mean it's eternal love.
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
The laundromat is nothing like In the pornos
I don't think Buddha would recommend a sexscpade across Mexico
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