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
Trust me, I wear more condoms than socks. I wouldn't risk infecting my cock. It's my livelyhood.
so he stopped for a second, looked up at me and said in a really creepy voice, "I can has cheeseburger?" and then went back to eating me out.
Weird. Haha. I guess taking advice from batman is a good idea.
Dude. No way. She insults the term butterface. She's a butternothing.
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
We had fun with our Indiana Jones role-playing until I whipped myself in the dick with my belt.
it looks like my getting laid tonight is going to depend on my knowledge of native birds. this is a weird party
Well I just found a coupon for cheese in the bathroom so I've got that going for me
Well. At least he's a gentleman. A gentleman satanist.
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
we went to go get waffles and then i sucked his dick in a parking lot. average tuesday.
Drunk level: ugly crying in the bar upon discovery of sweet tarts and not smarties.
Come over. Bring drugs. My sister is making cookies. She took Valium. They should be badass cookies.
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