STUCK IN CAPS. WANA GET AFTER IT TOMORROW?
I woke up with my face in a pile of pancakes and 3000 mistakes.
It's always exciting to touch a new boob.
not allowed to tweet this cos she's following me but i definitely just got head in a stairwell of the university of chicago. wanted you all to know.
Thru out the entire phone conversation I went from thinking: he's making a gay come-on, to he's trying to sell me drugs, before realizing he was offering me a job with an internet company. Things are gonna be awkward in class this week.
If I squint, he looks like Jude Law. But that's kind of a weird face to make during sex.
im trying to stop thinking of him and his amazing dick. every time i do i snap myself with a rubber band. classical conditioning at its finest...and you said i wouldnt learn anything from psychology.
This guy needs to come out; I can feel him sucking my dick from across the room.
I ended up with bruises on the back of my knees. Tell me again how I did this?
My entire summer has consisted of being too drunk for this shit, too sober for this shit, or too hungover for this shit.
Jacked up my neck and shoulder hanging on for dear life while I rode him like a boss. Plus my house smells like broccoli, bad! How's YOUR morning?
Eating a grilled cheese at a strip club... good idea??
He wants me to tell you "my boner misses you"
Does fucking him in the back of the car with the sun roof retracted count as star gazing?
like sometimes I wish I was allergic to latex so I wouldn't have sex with so many people..
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