I truly don't know anything about sober relationships. Normally I would just drunkenly yell "sex?" in a guy's face. What do I do now? Be like, sooo uhhh, wanna do it? Awkward, and even worse, I will remember clearly just how awkward it was.
He had the smallest penis i'd ever seen. I can see why he drinks his life away.
Plus you know he's just 2 semesters and 4 glasses of wine away from "experimenting" with some French major
It was awful. Mid hookup he started reading the titles of the books over my bed, which were about Russian imperial history. He then started asking me questions about the class I was reading the books for. I was like "WE HAVE TIME FOR THAT LATER, PLEASE CONTINUE."
Dude. There's gotta be an article in Cosmo about it cause I've had three different girls tongue tickle my brownie this month.
Most adult booty call ever. Ha. We got down to business and still got to watch the colbert report.
What's great about college is that i can eat chocolate cereal for every meal and call it a money saving technique.
the night probably should have been over when the guy let her fill out my mechanical bull waver for me because i couldn't read
I just traded 5 cigarettes for a sandwich on they greyhound.You owe me 5 cigarettes. I told you I would get hungry.
you can't just say no to brian. he was bugging me to get me to drunk for 14 hours straight yesterday. HE DOESN'T GIVE UP
I got really upset about missing him last night when I was demonstrating penis sizes of the people I've slept with using a tape measurer to my roommates
Is it ironic that our divorce court is a block from where we had our reception? Or is it just sad? Alanis has confused my understanding of irony.
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
Okay so my roommate deals some drugs so whenever he leaves we can hook up, be ready
I didn't know I was the on call booty call damn
The Adderall says yes, but my body says no.
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