i don't care who i fucked last night, until im at 43plus im not considering myself slutty
naighbors jacking off again. i swear its his friday night ritual, its like he knows the night wont be ending in his favor
so I ended up banging her last night
dude I remember her. You sure it was a her?
i don't even remember
Someone just asked me to go to the dining hall for dinner and he will use one of his swipes to pay for my meal. i think this is a college version of a date
i was so drunk he made me beileve the song was called "thanksgiving sex."
the fact that he forgave me for making out with the bartender is proof that i can fuck my way out of anything.
I'm sorry I can't get drinks with you. I have to make sure my dad doesn't go to jail.
bark. im thoroughly looking forward to kegs and eggs. next weekend should be pancakes and pinnical, then cereal and seagrams and then whiskey and waffles.
I'm not as easy in Europe as I am in the US
Only because you can wipe your slut slate clean & start anew. It's a little known benefit of our currency exchange.
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
Everyone here knows my boyfriend as "Half Baked". Life, he's doing it right.
You chugged 6 beers in a row and then outed your boss at a party last night.
Yeah, I'm just gonna try to repress that and remember him for his big dick and perfect jawline.
Oh dear. Sending much love.
Just send a machete.
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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