I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
he refused to get me toilet paper before we started drinking so I keep wiping with his towel.
you were on all fours yelling at the earth to stop spinning.
I fucked him in the bathroom at Cedar Point. if it hadn't been for me already combining my two favorite things in the world the whole bathroom thing would have been a little disgusting.
Don't tell me wow. Tell me this is normal for college and in no way am I a whore.
I knew shit got real when the pinapple was gone and people were just passing around the core and gnawing on it.
I'm going to look like a jackass in the Mexican newspaper tomorrow.
I'm also glad were at the point in our friendship where my vagina talking to you isn't weird
I am now best friends with a lesbian named Zulu. I am pretty hammered already and made a game time decision to stay here another night,for partying purposes
It's official drugs can't kill me
So the dog chewed my vibrator last night. It added a nice new texture actually.
I lost my pants last night, she told me I walked into their room after leaving 5 minutes before wearing my thong.....and no pants. I have absolutely no idea where I left them.
I've decided to have sex with him one more time to make sure I don't like him
Of course I fucked him. He was wearing a rainbow cock sock and cowboy boots.
I saw that he had a tattoo of a map of New Jersey on his arm, so i slowed down to like 20mph and pushed him out of the car
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