as for my dating sex life, no more regret sticks. Only pride wands from now on.
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
Pete just told the whole party I'm a squirter
words cant express how excited I am to make January 1st our own personal version of The Hangover
I think I just met the technical qualifications for binge drinking in five minutes
The only coherent words in the 6 texts i recieved were don't, cute, fucking, beer, and lions
She bent the beer can with her tongue. I'm scared of what she'll do to me
The blackout version of me left a ransom note to the sober self. Somebody needs to control that guy
Just finished two pages in like 20-30 mins bitches SHWAMP DRUNK LIBRARY SHWAMP
My only positive piece of news is that my roommate is moving home for the summer, so our stress-relief sex will be much easier to get away with.
Some girl woke me up at 1:30 am looking for weed and the next thing I know I'm in a hot tub with 3 girls, 2 40's, and a blunt.
I have loved her ever since she went down on my first wife
I ain't lettin her quit anyway. We don't fuck enough for her to meet the housewife requirements
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I just texted him from the other room to come have sex with me-stress relieved
You are such a millennial
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