i got lost in a forest last night. this morning I realized the "forest" was just 6 trees on campus.
Oh shit. I just had to lure him into the bedroom so I could take the list of his negative qualities off the fridge so he wouldn't see.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
she just convinced the cop to buy us ice-cream sandwiches. best/worst stoned experience ever.
Apparently I walked up to him, mumbled something incoherently, then started to make out with him. Why does this always happen.
As a general rule, drunkenness and gymnastics do not mix.
So my dad just walked in on me with the same girl twice in 3 nights. I told him if he wants to see her tits to adleast admit it. All he did was smirk.
Is it a good time to tell him he's getting too clingy if he sent me a picture of my name spelled with Cheerios?
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
Im currently watching two girls making out. In the library. Hope your studying is going as good as mine is. Haha
i could have been the DD. this is ridiculous. i'm the most sober and getting the least ass.
Please tell me you're not playing strip poker with your cousins again
I am the Angelina Jolie to his Billy Bob Thorton. We just don't work.
Owwww. A manager/ employee sex scandal that DOES NOT involve me! SCORE!!!
Now I know Sunday Funday means fucking till you loose your voice.
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