I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
I woke up on a raft in a bath tub filled with beer. excellent night.
I get a nice feeling when i open my fridge and see it filled with thirty beers and half a leftover jimmy johns pickle.
I seriously might throw up right now. In class. Sunglasses on. I'm getting too old for this.
I may be new to bar life, but full on grabbing my vag shouldn't happen...anywhere.
I'm on a mission. But just to make out with him so his relationship collapses and he is single when I come back in April.
Mom chose Thanksgiving to tell me the reason I am here is because she was too tired to give my dad a BJ and too drunk to make him pull out.
Got a text that the fed tax return dropped into my account just before getting on the first leg of my flights the Vegas. Fate? Viva Las Vegas!
my human sexuality class is the only class where the porn i watch the night before is relevant to the discussion the next day
I'm smoking a bowl in my bathtub. I'm meant to be alone.
I'm on the fast track to lesbian land
It was a simpler time. With fewer STDs.
He called me kiddo. We can't have sex
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
My vagina likes him more than I do, but I’m going to follow her lead and see what happens
Randomize
