yeah worst sex in my life. plus i think her little brother was in the room.
all we need is a shotglass and a helicopter.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
It's refreshing to see you in something that is stained with something other than vomit and spilled alcohol.
I have no idea what happened last night, but you're the only person I remember smashing my face into. Be honored.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
You know me. Don't need roses, just dick and food.
I remember desperately screaming that I love my life and running in zig zags all the way home
I feel like fucking him is something we all do but don't want to admit to. like masturbating or peeing in the shower
Periouds do not concern me. Biploogival needs are buological needs.
Being thankful with your family is one thing. Being thankful with your friends while getting drunk and smoking bowls while eating leftovers, priceless.
But in the grand scheme of things, "should i bang a hot roommate or a sexy giant" is really not a bad lot in life
I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.
It's a sad night when one of your friend texts you that she's going on a date with someone you know and then invites you to maybe have a drink after
Sorry I called bc I needed help peeing outside
But I did it
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