I love him more than I love myself. Which is a lot...Because I'm narcissistic.
The required reading for this week is a paper about birds called great tits. Let's see my TA keep a straight face through this discussion.
I thought I hit my peak drinking in college. Just finished first day on Wall Street. College was nothing.
He won't ever take me seriously if I keep getting drunk and hooking up with all his friends.
She was shaking her boobs and I was so high all I could think was "breast maracas"
Bought asot tix too. After Saturday I'm gonna be reborn like Jesus and no drugs until edc
Peeing out the car window on the way home was a nice touch. In December, in Michigan, at 3am. Never seen a girl do that before. Neither had the guy in the minivan next to us.
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
DICK-CITY HERE WE COME
I'm eating go-gurt and drinking beer alone in the dark. This is why you shouldn't marry young.
There's a bull to ride and dancing on the bar is encouraged. This is my heaven. And this is why god made leopard tube tops.
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
will a lunchtime blow job make it better?
Have you ever woken up and said a thank you prayer to the beer gods for allowing you to wake up in the morning and still have the ability to walk and talk? Because we should.
It's his. I know, I'm pregnant with a genetic douche bag but at least he'll be pretty!
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