when does it stop being whiskey dick and start just being me bad in bed?
Okay my swimming class is like the fatass/diabetic guide to losing 2 pounds by christmas
Speaking of roommates, Kelsey and I woke up to urine in our trash can. Neither one of us is willing to admit to it so we've come to the conclusion that someone snuck into our room in the middle of the night
I drank butter last night, who am I to judge?
I just messaged a senior at Harvard and told him to 'tinder me softly'
i have my bailey's and coffee which lasts me until lunch, at which time its appropriate for me to bring a vodka and OJ mix for the afternoon. This university thing is grrreat
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
but seriously, an anthropology paper shouldn't be hard if you're trashed, right?
He sent me a picture of his dick as a snake, I'd say things are going great.
Consider yourself lucky. If I ever run into my ex, all I'll be able to think is, "I let you pee on me and lead me around on a leash."
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
I shouldn't have to tell you to stop throwing knives at me.
i've hit rock bottom. Eating pringles and playing taylor swift on guitar in my underwear at 11am on a wedensday morning. Sober.
Typical. We're ready to go, and you're not wearing pants.
So if i am talking to a guy and he sends me a pic and he is wearing Spiderman button down dress shirt.... Is it ok if i dont want to talk to him anymore?
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