You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
In my 8 am class there was a pack of birth control on the board with a note saying, "Some dude somewhere is unhappy."
He told me I had nice tits + they have a great shape. + then proceeded to flatten my boob + show me what the gross tits he's seen look like.
i'm about to tell me dad "sorry staying in isnt an option. i'm fucking a marine tonight."
She ended up puking in the bathroom. But she's a good drunk... i told her to stay in there so i could dance til the club closed. She was still in the stall an hour later.
Balls are being tripped. Said meow to my cat and he said yeah cool dude.
I was grinding on people that were grinding. Nonconsensual.
It's not an office Christmas party until your boss confesses his undying love for your boyfriend...
Hahaha she was way into you and you kept arguing about burritos. It was amazing.
the conference was great. we had to hide the acid in a planter in front of the department of agriculture though
This strip club is mediocre. Talent is fine. Fung shui is bad.
He made me cum via FaceTime, then he made me look at his stock investment charts..
Sundays were made for eating Ramen pantless in bed.
EVEN AFTER ALL THAT COMPLAINING... STILL NO PENIS
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