I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
I guess so. I don't really give a fuck. I think I'm going to jerk off really loudly tonight just to keep them on their toes
why do our vaginas work when we are blacked out?? it's just not fair.
So, I picked up my 7 ft tall lamp post and used it to close my door. I feel quite accomplished.
Drinking with a woman who gave an anti-drugs speech at my high school. Somehow, not surprised.
It'll be like a meth lab. But with jello.
Are we doing anything tonight after class for Valentine's Day or just being lazy and having sex?
If you expect me to say anything other than 'lazy and sex' you're crazzzzy!
So, we bought a knight today. Nearly life size. Hes in the garage, so don't be startled.
I think you were giving a sex seminar on your kitchen table last night.
Going to the beach. Greeting Sandy with a blunt. Wish us luck!
Yes. Amanda is the only option and I want cake so I can sacrifice my vagina.
No shame December is a go.
It's probably not healthy how legit bummed I am that my bottled of wine is gone.
Tbh the only thing I was fully concerned about from the dream was what type of fucked up parallel universe doesn't have Coca-Cola
We had to push you home in an abandoned shopping trolley. You thought you were in a pirate boat and kept yelling "AVAST, ME HEARTIES".
He asked if I had any questions. Apparently, "how thick is the stick up your ass" was not a correct question.