Guess what I'm doing tomorrow?
Becoming a productive member of society?
Sam. Come on.
My vagina has officially become a vortex for sexually confused frat guys.
She sat on the stairs and yelled sex positions at us. I don't remember if we went along with it but judging by the beer and condoms I'm thinking yes.
everyone thought he was too sick to make it, but he showed up. Ten minutes in and he's doing vodka shots with nyquil chasers
trading diseases for a hangover? that's either a really good decision or a really, really bad one. we'll find out if he wakes up tomorrow
Brilliant thought; pill pong.
What could go wrong?
I'm gonna let my dick speak for itself from now on. Seriously, it's always recruiting for me even after 6 hours of drinking.
I almost bumped into a man wrapped only in a blanket at 10 am
As long as I don't spend the half the week passed out/fucked up on Klonopin and no one dies, this will be the best week I've had all semester.
True friends don't judge, they just try to have more booty calls than you do.
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
I am honestly trying to remember his name. All I can remember is that he had a weird mole, a daughter and a lot of cocaine. Please stop letting me pick up at gay night.
I had sex on a sidewalk in downtown Chicago... I don't think I have anymore morals to lose.
good news: smoking weed at school again, quality of life has improved drastically
Take a shit and have a hit. It's the Sunday Funday Rule.
Stop recording sex noises and setting them as my ringtones. This time it was at a funeral
Randomize
