Its about making memories worth repressing
Changed my sheets. Found a can of rockstar, crushed bag of tostitos, used tissues, and enough of both of our clothes to make a whole outfit.
george bush was a better president for first pitches than barack obama. there. i said it.
I thought the one perk of the low caliber of men I've slept with thus far in my college career is that I would never run into them in the library. I've been here for ten minutes and we're on number three.
idk. I was on the deck with Dominic and i felt something weird on my arm. I looked down and you were licking my elbow.
he called us the olsen twins. we also rapped ignition much to his dismay.
Give him a trash can and a welcome home balloon, he will be good.
the last time I drank tequila I ended up riding your skateboard nude down the street... so yeah, I'll have a few shots.
I'm at a restaurant. I am NOT about to discuss my asshole over the phone.
I pulled up iMessage on my computer and I'm pretty sure two people in my class saw that dick pic you sent. Sorry!
He literally cried into his tacos and screamed fuck bitches. Don't know if it was the best, or the worst hook up, ever.
I might go to an NA meeting just to fuck that boy in the bathroom.
You're only young once, and once you get old, you either regret all the sex you had, or you regret not having enough.
She's sent me the same nudes using the same gestures and positions... It's like she has a template for her sluty-ness
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
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