And now I'm afraid that I'm a pornographic eater.
a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
I'm pretty sure blacking out is a coping mechanism.
I feel like I took a shit on my life and you're rubbing my nose in it.
I'm really proud of myself for not blacking out yet this weekend!
It's a Thursday.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
I was drunk for 3 days straight...well wasted for 3 days with periods of "just drunk" inbetween
I knew no one else would have gone along with it since it's morally wrong and probably illegal. You said, "Yes. And let's add fireworks."
when you're a senior and the freshman guy you wake up next to asks who you are, you DO NOT give him your real name.
what's the least obnoxious place that i could barf on the bus?
Woke up with 5 texts apologizing from a number I named "guy who elbowed me in face"
He fucked me in one of the back rooms at the club then gave me an altoid. I have mixed feelings about it still.
Life update: This fucking MacBook repair guy called me over last night for a booty call and he didn’t have a condom OR a bed
And a hot pocket after we fucked. Heaven.
It started off with wine and ended up with me in only my pearls and heels. It was about the classiest sexual experience I've ever had.
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