I had a dream last night that we were eating cake at Mercy...hahaha. I'm furious I didn't see you.
Call meee
Ok, but just to warn you, I'm as drunk as a Kennedy right now...
He played with my vagina like it was a turntable
im having a hard time not telling ppl about ur bathroom story
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
and then he proceeded to take what he called, a whip cream shower.
i'm on the subway and being revisted by the ghosts of tequilas past.
Even jesus won't love me after tonight. I'm going hard.
I owe you a thank you for last night. Only you could go up to a guy, ask if he likes my boobs, and return later to find us in a full on dance floor makeout sesh. Well played.
I swear to God, if you drunkenly correct my grammar one more time, I'm cutting you off.
Thank you for not puking on my lap during the first class of the semester. And fuck you for doing it in the second.
Currently siting in the living room naked, staring at one of the girls across the street in her living room naked. This is like the most intense starting contest of all time.
He literally wrote out a schedule. On it, there's a taco break, and a spot where I start crying.
we got cupcakes after we fucked. gives a whole new meaning to sugar daddy
Damn it. Can't order pizza. Can't do the hot tub. No one to invite over for loud, kinky sex. What's the point of being here alone?!
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