It's not real sex if he's just convulsing inside of you.
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
Okay I've seen like three girls walking around crying today. Weird?
everyone's regretting their thursdays.
The entire time I'm blowing him she's in the back seat lecturing me on the reasons why you're not suppose to do that while they're driving...
If there was a saddle on his sack, she would ride it.
I just realized I consumed seven different types of alcohol this weekend. And I'm only counting jungle juice as one of those. How the fuck did I not die?
I feel like I just lived out a children's book called "The Day I Went to Law School Stoned"
I've fallen from my one moral pedestal
I had to keep telling myself 'you can't be mad at him because you peed on him'
How am I supposed to be friends with him when there's an exact replica of his dick in my underwear drawer?
PLEASE. I won't throw up on the floor this time. Or fuck in the bathroom. Or dance on the pool table. So PLEASE.
You had me on my knees catching cheese balls in my mouth and moaning. In front of all your friends.
This is a mass text. Who in the hell shat on my stairs last night?
But yeah, I am thinking that "Cake Heresy" will now be a thing
I thought this boy told me to choke him, so I went all in. Turns out he really said “stroke.”
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