I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
I asked her if she had any t-shirts of bands that didn't suck. I got a Sublime shirt and my answer.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
I'm not 100% on this, but I'm pretty sure I just accidently talked my way into a threesome.
I should do something nice for her. Like sign her up for "What Not To Wear."
Going abroad, it was like my vagina was in a candy store... a sweet sweet british candy store
all i remeber is falling off a fence and banging him in the middle of the street, not sure which one gave me this cut
He is now the second fuck buddy that i have met by walking up and grinding on him. My ass is so much more productive than dating
How did I roll 7 times this month and survive?\nI must be some sort of ecstasy goddess
I lost half a toenail and didn't realize it. Bloody shoe shoulda been a clue.
There is no sno cone on earth better than alone naked time. Side note: text when you all are headed home.
Everyone was soo nice and genuine.. Then again it coulda just been the drugs.
I mean I'm so obviously classy currently laying in bed watching a movie while finishing my drink from last night
Come help me clean and have sexual intercourse with me
Bring breadsticks
Why do we always have to be the people who get blamed for animal intoxication incidents?
Randomize
