fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
I got a 69.7 in accounting. I have this whole doing the bare minimum down to a science
There's a pair of socks on the bar. No-one's questioned this.
I think he's in need of mouth to penis resuscitation. Which I happen to be certified
somedays, I wish the drugs you give me would convince me they were a bad idea preingestion.
where's the fun in that?
Yes and yes. Got taken to a Florida strip club. I desperately want to flood my eyes and ears with hand sanitizer right now.
he told me it was like eating gods vagina.
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
If I showed up at your door with pizza and a bottle of tequila wearing nothing but chaps and a fireman helmet, would you send me away?
We just broke my bed mid-sex, laughed, then continued. If that isn't true love I don't know what is.
That's a good 5 hours of "I have no fucking idea what I did".
he came to me for relationship advice and we ended up fucking in my backseat
I ate a hotdog off the ground last night.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
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