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No we didn't have sex. I got my period on his finger.
I'm pretty sure I just had a convo with my hot pockets about how they weren't good enough for the oven.
He just referred to himself as a sharp shooter. I had sex with that.
I was an emotional waste case that night. She made me stroke her ponytail.
Just got escorted to my 7:45 class by an old woman because I was too hungover to not realize I was four floors too high.
He was just lying on my lap in the backseat screaming how if the cops came he was a blanket.
Cleaning my room at 2am, in just one corner I found six beers, half a pint of whiskey, my flask, 2 shotgun bullets, my crown and shimmer lotion.
First thing that comes on in the morning is kanye's I can't hold my liquor. yeezus lives.
It was so small.
Tiny. Got to love sexting. Imagine finding out the old fashioned way.
I feel worse lying to the guy I hooked up with than I actually do for cheating on my bf
handcuff keys just fell out of my bra....wtf happened last night?
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
So much for no-infidelity-fridays....
I'm too hungover to Google him and try to save face.
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