it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
I thidmdmk you'gre a special person
who do I fuck, the girl waiting for me upstairs or her roomate making me mac and cheese right now?? This is the single hardest decision I've always wanted to have to make
every time fb tells me a dude i fucked is now friends with another dude ive fucked, i die a little inside. thats way more honesty than im comfortable with.
Now that we both have boys can we make up games that objectify them as sex toys?
What's great about college is that i can eat chocolate cereal for every meal and call it a money saving technique.
I was walking around the party holding a dog on my shoulder like it was a parrot
I understand that just don't try to seduce me while making frozen pizza again.
I ate pizza in bed, sans pants, and then carved a pumpkin. FUNCTIONING ADULT MOTHERFUCKERS!
All I'm saying is this is the exact reason I should not be left unsupervised.
Is there a tactful way to ask "how are your balls?" Or do I just ask point blank
another side note: i'm officially selling my underwear on the internet
There's a dryer on fire at the laundromat, and everyone's just standing around taking pictures. Except me. I'm texting.
i'm now remembering the last part of my nigght....ugh. apperently i bargained with the wendys drive up girl after they closed and got "w/e they had left" for $7
Remember that time we were together? Yeah, I don't miss that.
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