well i did feel guilty about it. until i saw how hot the guy was the next day. now, nothing but pride.
Instead of having sex, we spent the entire night making pillow forts and have sword fights. I think I'm in love
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
we need to stop having unprotected sex.
ya i know. we're like the secret life of the american whores.
Another weekend, another 3 guys I have to awkwardly avoid while crossing campus...
Last night he tried to put me in their garbage can and then sprayed me with a fire extinguisher in their kitchen...that house is always interesting
may have given a homeless man 70 dollars in exchange for his sandals. so yea, i'm going as jesus for next halloween.
Dude...that line about her giving me a blowjob to get rid of her hangover actually got rid of her hangover. Spread the word.
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
She gave me what I will now dub a "hurricane sandy". Loud, wet and sloppy BJ that made me want to stay home and complain about shit on the Internet
You'll pass into the great gay beyond
Where it rains cosmopolitans and scantily clad gogo dancers of all genders direct traffic
You threw up on his face 22 hours ago and now he's here holding your hand. I think he likes you.
When the theology professor asked me what touched me most about this trip to Rome, I guess "the guy from last night" wasn't the proper response.
I'm the kind of gay who carries his anxiety medication in case the club scene gets too fierce
Went to bed in my room fully clothed, woke up naked in the kitchen with the dog looking unamused.
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