I cont stop tolking in a british axsent
I say that when we get our grades back we're making a drinking game out of it.
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
well, the drug dealer I've been fucking the past 5 months gave me a chilis gift card for Christmas, so things are looking up.
On a scale of 1 to 3, with 1 being the smallest and 3 being the largest, what size nipple pasty do you think I am?
WE'RE FINALLY ADMITTING THAT WE DESPERATELY WANT TO SCREW EACH OTHER. THIS IS WHAT PROGRESS FEELS
For only eating leftover pizza for breakfast today, you sure do have a lot to vomit up...
I convinced a girl making out is a secret handshake
WTF moment this morning: we were getting ready to leave and he reaches under his mattress to pull out his gun. All I could do was look at him and go "really?!"
I know I don't have feelings for him because I feel completely ashamed every time after we have sex
I'm content with our "friends with accidental benefits" situation.
we fucked in the backseat of my car at the observatory, right under the stars. it was a starry, orgasmic filled night
You know it's NBA season when you compare head to 3 pointers.
Cat needed to get out last night. Walking to the door was too much effort so I encouraged (pushed) him to leave via window.
Isn't your room on the second floor?
I need to take my iPad to the Apple store (when this is all over). Do I need to delete all my dick pics/videos or are they used to stumbling across that sort of thing?
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