Just got my rental car in Iowa...gas is under 2 dollars in des moines...this is not a real state
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
DO IT!!! IT MUST BE FATE THAT I GAVE YOU THAT CONDOM!!!!
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
Nothing sez sunday morning like waking up in a phonebooth with a leg cramp.
he drunk texted me to give me his number with the message "i gotchu pretty eyeso" i can't tell if he's complimenting me or himself.
After we were done the second time she turned to me and called me a Hardcore Armadillo. Also, her O face involves crossed eyes. You tell me.
You went down on Rachel in front me last night. Worst. Brother. Ever.
i showed up sober to class for the first time. my prof said that i was "off my game today". i love philosophy
Not my man #1 and if he likes it then he should put a title on it. Till then the gates of hell. Aka my vagina are open for entrance.
Question #1: Why am I on my living room floor? Question #2: Where did the bloody footprints come from? Question #3: Why are there two McChickens next to the wine bottle?
Hi please disregard the last text and if you'd like our entire interaction
Done
You didn't throw up on me, you threw up on yourself and then tried to give me a hug
Are we at that level of friendship where we can share slutty stories and not hold it against the other person at a later date ?
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