I feel like our house is getting pulled over.
i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
They have a guy from new zealand living under their stairs.. they don't charge him rent. He just buys food and booze and bartends their house parties.
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
I've watched enough of my roommate's imported Japanese satellite to know when the exchange students are calling me a whore.
Well, remember that night we took shrooms at graces an had to leave immediately to go home and hold each other on the futon and sob for four hours? That bad...
Dear god. Please. Please do NOT deprive yourself of dick for 90 days. Blood will spill. Wolverines will howl. I can't handle that kind of terror.
Just had a serious discussion with my ex-boyfriend about sexy nurse vs. sexy teacher. So score one for friendship I guess.
Literally this kid just told me he's not planning to live past 30. Then he hit himself with a frying pan.
I really want some funfetti cake but I feel like its more socially acceptable to go out and drink
I need a genital shamwow being this wet.
He's a Republican and an Ohio State fan idk how far this can go.
Lo siento on account of my penis...
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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