I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
my penis says it needs to be in something. my phonebook says its you
and while your girlfriend wears your relationship pants, i'll be wearing my ecstasy pants
the tow truck driver and i bonded while discussing our experiences with four lokos
he puked in my glove box, looked up at me and said "There's not much to say"
I need you to come over. Im crying, day drinking and working out simultaneously.
You've had your dick in my mouth. I don't think there are all that many barriers in our friendship at this point.
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
Question. Was fucking Laura an entirely regrettable decision?
like...quickly.
... and smoked a joint with my new landlord. I'm starting to like Germany.
I've literally exhausted all the videos on pornhub. It took like 4 years, but I've done it. I did that quicker than I finished college
we had to follow your trail of clothes to find you.......
Can I get high for this class every tuesday? Its like a multi-sensory carnival acid trip.
I'm not drunk or hungover and I don't have to work. My body is sooo confused!
if I start to respond to these political texts with a middle finger emoji - do you think they will get the hint?
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