You hook up with other guys, let him talk to other girls.
no
So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
omh. i just found SHIT IN THE SHOWER! who the fuck does that? and why do i always seem to find it?
You pointed at his crotch then made a thrusting motion. I think it's safe to say every guy at my college loves you.
It's 8 am and he's already trying to get me to make out with a girl.
then you put baby powder on the bottom of your feet and walked to your room so "ladies would follow the footprints"
He skyped me to learn how to roll a joint and for us to masturbate together. And you said a long distance relationship wouldn't work.
all i remember is being at the diner with her at 3am and her storming into the kitchen to make sure the chef gave me regular fries instead of home fries.
I'm sure it was awkward. I've never had a professor expose parts of them to me before.
Remember the time we were in the hospital and I wanted to steel the arm restraints and use them as sex toys?? Oh college memories....
I feel like my lungs want to punch me in the vagina.
is that even a sentence?
I passed out drunk and Jane had created a picnic on my chest. I had chips and a hamburger laid out on my boobs. The only reason I woke up is she was trying to feed me too.
I'll just be sleeping in this laundry room. Come get me at bar close.
Why does fireball set life on fire? Your insides, your head, your behavior...
We are the rockettes of vaginal bleeding
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