I FOUND THE PROF I'M GOING TO FUCKKKK.
I cant even remember his name or what he looked like. all I remember is what the tattoo on his forearm looked like.
well, he kindof looked like a walmart greeter. I tried to stop you
I'll put it this way. My grandkids felt that fuck.
He grabbed onto my boobs while slipping on ice then proceeded to drag me down with him I'm not predicting head in his future
Puked in the hotel lobby and just kept walking. I love mardi GRAS.
Adderal just makes me love life. I want to do so much. I just can't stop thinking about all the wonderful opportunities we have and how lucky we are and I want to make a difference in the world. I just have to reign in my brain and convince it that changing the world starts with a college degree, which depends on studying for these finals.
oh come on since when have relationships been boundary lines for us
fair point
Sorry about giving you those ripped gym shorts after my dog ate your pants, but after the awkard BJ incident I didn't plan on hearing from you again
I know it's not technically the "Mile High Club" but we def need a name for the airport bathroom. Cuz that just happened.
You might call them booze related cuts, I call it "partying so hard you sweat blood"
Also 70% sure I have a splinter on my eyelid from last night
I should probably stop recommending my dentist to the different guys I'm seeing. That could be awkward in the future.
We had sex on his grandparents floor... the taxidermy deer was staring at me the whole time!
One day I'll learn not to get drunk on a plane. Today is not that day.
Not drinking until my bday. I know it's only a few days but it feels like when couples get celibate before the wedding and there's all that tension.
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