Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
I kept calling his name while we were having sex cuz i was so proud that i remembered it.
so I got guilt tripped into giving her a new years kiss, and she proceeded to try and eat my face while mounting me. when you give a mouse a cookie...
Clearly, I'm already going to hell, so there's no point in trying anymore.
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
apparently i was just sitting there with my shirt down holding my boobs saying "its ok. its all gonna be ok"
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
Dude, you need to understand there is a fine line between "guilty pleasure" and in the closet gay
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
I can't wait til I'm a real grown up and am no longer expected to take 7 shots of raspberry ruby as a pregame to a night of drinking natty lite
He tried to make small talk to hide the fact that he was struggling to unhook my bra... at least he tried right?
I just realized that every possible way I walk to campus I walk by the house of someone I slept with
it was the kind of sex that I don't even know how my hair extentions are still in
when part of the plan includes getting high, i usually forget how the rest of the plan goes.
I forget how to act sober
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