I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
just credit carded her and her mom at the same time... that drunk. get on my level
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
We ended not having sex. I didn't want to explain that I was wearing a Unitard because all my socks and underwear were dirty.
Its the least I can do really, I mean, I did sleep with her husband...
Oh thank Jesus fuck for my shitty infertile womb. Crisis averted
I hate having to put a bra on before I go home cuz I have to pretend I actually went to class today
On a completely different note: my hookup and i are now in a semester GPA competition. Winner gets froyo and sexual favors. School just got interesting.....
I woke up this morning with a text from my mom as to why the hell random people were showing up at the house. Turns out nobody came to our house party because I gave them my old address, fuck pre-partying for real
Whoever jacked off in MY pong room on the bean bag with your fucking googles pick up your fucking cum towel you gross disgusting fucks. I said NO MORE jacking off in that room. I swear I will empty it out if this is going to continue.
I'm going to need to invest in some knee pads if I keep having nights like tonight
I did it again.
I drunk texted John McCain.
I am in no place to make rational decisions, but right now i want you inside me
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
If I shall die, I wish to bequeath to you my personal library, my sigma tau delta presidency and all it's apparel, and a puppy.
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