i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
who are you and why are you in my phone as dr. seuss
After waking up today, I would like to find the Jesus preachers on campus to ask for help in asking for forgiveness to God.
Just so you're aware, tomorrow is "Slow Clap when you see Mike" day.
"too many" and "free shots" never belong in the same sentence
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
I no longer believe that the road to self esteem is through his penis.
Somehow she is more off limits now than when she was his girlfriend
I offered to give him "road head" while he played GTA 5. I think he will be more optimistic about date night in the future.
nothing out of the ordinary. you aplogized for having a spicy vagina and passed out
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
I feel like I may be the only person who can say they crutched their walk of shame. past the secret service.
He sent me off with a naked dance ending in a meat swing. I don't think I'll be seeing him again.
can jess come too?
sure! but I don't have enough booze for the both of you.
she comes with her own booze, no worries.
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