she was talking to me but i could help but stare at the extremely long hairs on her boobs. then she says, "your looking at the hair on my boobs aren't you"
I was amazed that you fell flat on your ass and still managed not to spill them drinks in your hands. Your getting good at this.
I like that we make it a requirement to howl at the moon every time we get drunk together.
You know, having a conversation evolve from attractive men to roommate orgies would be weird with anyone else, but you get me.
I'm drinking with a guy who is a bigger asshole than me. We started a contest.
Just watched two people have sex in the pool. Hope you enjoy your yeast infection courtesy of the comfort inn.
I don't remember, but I believe your goodnight phrase was "nice meeting you, thanks for not macing me"
If there's one thing I learned yesterday, it's that if I really wanted to I could be mayor of Toronto.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
I just wanna get high and take a fucking awesome nap. Those are my goals for the week.
We have hung out 5 times and only had sex 3 of those times. I'd call that friendship
why is "bang the student affairs grad assistant" the third highest thing on your semester goals list
All of my friends are hooking up and here I am, the lone asexual, looking for someone to eat these tostitos with me.
I haven’t sent any nudes yet in 2018.
That’s not true...is it?
We made a blanket fort in my dorm room and fucked in it. Twice. I'm in love.
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