I just found out the guys at work had a bet as to who could sleep with me before i move away.
Who won?
All of them.
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
The sun is out and the snow is finally starting to melt here... Vodka bottles keep popping up everywhere. Guess it's the college version of burying nuts for the winter
i chipped my tooth tryin to cut thru her pantyhose. that stuff is bulletproof.
I tried to cut him off and he said "I was the president of a fraternity for 3 years, I could outdrink God."
He asked me If i had cheated on my boyfriend when I said no he said it's like he doesnt know me anymore
riding the spinning bikes at the rec after Valentines Day was a baaddddd idea
Saturday dinner is funfetti cake and merlot. Singlehood has come to this.
There's never a time that i stay at this apartment that when i wake up in the morning and sit outside to smoke a cigarette that i don't feel ashamed of myself.
Is it weird that I noticed my lower half feels strange and then further realized it's bc I'm wearing underwear to bed for the first time in weeks..maybe months?
I feel very compelled to cut off the person's ears that is sitting in front of me
note: just because the casino is called bourbon street, it doesn't mean you can puke and keep walking and no one will care. chalk me up for another 86
I'm not sure you count what happened last night as sex.
You have GOT to stop kicking in his kitchen door. Just wait for him to open it next time.
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