It's weekends like this that make it obvious why we have to pay to come to college.
i woke up to find out i shared my bed with a full, open can of natty light last night and didnt spill it. then i drank it for breakfast.
He violated my cat. I was not impressed.
if you really think there are plastic pots safe for the stove i fear for your future landlords.
All I remember was after sex she kept trying to take pictures of my dick "for memories"
welp wont be popping out a kid with a beret. frenchie is gone and the mother nature showed herself. bilingual kid can be erased from the bucket list
No need to talk. Eventually, he'll either stop coming over, or decide that it's a relationship.
And if not?
...I keep getting free bourbon and great sex with no expectations. You really don't understand that there is no "down side," do you?
There are twenty thousand men on this campus, please have sex with someone who isn't my drug dealer
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
I was afraid someone would drug test my pants so you set them on fire.
It's funny because every time I go up and down the stairs it's an adventure. A A DRUNK ADVENTURE. PS I ALREADY THREW UP WTF
I went to BBQ fest on Wednesday and came home wearing a different shirt, so I think I did some good damage.
I can empathize with sociopaths, serial killers, demons, gods, and monsters....straight white males are literally the only barrier to my 100% empathy rate. I don't get it.
He literally poured blue Gatorade on me after we had sex and said "good game" all over my white sheets
She's chasing the cat around the house hitting it with a cardboard sword yelling "there can be only one!"
Randomize
