4:25 am: I want you here. Ugh.
I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! I saw hookers! Live in the flesh!
doooooooo herrrrrrrrr
I'm out of practice. be my yoda
put your penis in her you must.
so he tried marking my clit with a sharpie so he could "find it again next time".
It's not prostitution until you're out of college. Right now it's just strategic boning.
After New Year's Eve I will be hibernating my life away. Only wake me up for skiing, schnapps, and sex. In that order.
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
Europe's "the final countdown" was playing. It was pretty much amnesty for anything that might happen the rest of the night. It's a rule.
I could study for finals and ace all my tests but wheres the fun in that? id rather black out and hope for the best
Well I think won that argument, as the cops were leaving, they offered me a ride to the airport
I was thinking about the biological process causing me to puke while I was puking. THAT'S how much I'd been studying.
Yeah I was just reminiscing about that time a seagull shit on your head at the beach
You should feel special! You're also the only person I've ever punched during sex
It's not a hangover, it's "slept on a couch with another person and said person moves a lot and is loud"
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