I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
My recently uploaded pictures to facebook: Me partying on Beale St. with a single girl on each arm. Ex's recently upload pictures: Several pictures of cats. I win.
im trying to pick out the cookie crumbs from my adderall. it is a lot harder than it seems.
These guys are walking up and down the hallway yelling, "Yo, is this the floor with the unisex bathroom?"
you know that dress I got margarita and puke on? yeah, just returned it.
He honestly told me my belt was "supercute" when we started hooking up. I would be the girl to find the only straight man in the world that uses the word "supercute".
Just to be safe, you should be prepared to jump out of a second story window
You thought last year was bad... a guy dressed as a clown showed up with cocaine
He's such a champ. He puked on purpose just so he'd be coherent enough to roll this blunt
Honestly I'm so excited to go to bed I feel as if I don't deserve to be in my early twenties.
All I'm saying is that if you have time for a 20 min shower bj you have time for me
One day I'm gonna have to send my roommate a "sorry I got high and forgot you were in the room and masturbated next to you" fruit basket
My walk of shame is starting to become positively reinforcing; I stop by Starbucks and when I leave I look someone just heading to work.
Ugh I don't want to adult today. I need like a dozen more coffees. Or cookies. They're interchangeable.
This is like the fourth time this month I've woken up hungover in someone's backyard
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