Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
It's 3am, i just got back from ht e bars and registered for classes larteeeeee. History of baseball at 8am? at least ill meet the only stragiht gusy at NYU!
The coffee and champagne are fighting over who gets to absorb the one pancake in my stomach
if he only knew that in between each sext i was puking.
oh and if she happens to say anything about a cantalope and tissues... just go with it
My ex best friend's ex fuck buddy is visiting. There was no other option but day drinking.
No, your dick is problems. Anyone you fuck haunts us for the rest of the semester. If you need to get laid, I'll personally drive you out of state.
All I want to do is sleep. And If I'm not sleeping, I want to be eating or fucking. I'm pretty sure being pregnant has turned me into a dude.
The boys wrestled in the living room for the last condom while the girls chanted, "THE LAST MELON."
I blacked out at work again... Except this time my boss watched me throw up by the bus stop and some woman let me sleep on her shoulder for an hour. Why does this keep happening?
I'm currently sitting at your kitchen table eating chicken nuggets that I dug out of the trash and thinking about how much I need to get laid.
I've got 3 hot dudes surrounding me. It's the Bermudick Triangle.
I heard Enya coming from steve’s room. I am too high to handle this sudden depth of character
3 weeks in a row I've pulled '69' at the deli counter...God is giving me shit for not getting laid in a year....
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