we're blogging at a bar
Relationship's official after skype sex--college kid at his finest.
i cant get the smell of ass out of my nose
Nothing says "I'm a sorority girl" like puking at 830 in the am, wearing my anti-hazing pin, and getting ready for a tea party.
drunk doesnt even begin to explain it. he said he was going to get playing cards from the lobby and came back 20 minutes later with a full set of sheets.
There is a large, jolly black gentleman in the parking lot of my appartment complex yelling about 5am jelly doughnuts. I want to be where he's at.
I threw up in the bar parking lot and yelled THIS IS MY FUTURE.
Aside from the slim chance of pregnancy, I'm gonna call last night a raging success.
He wanted me naked, so I got naked. You can't hold that against me.
Just made out with a girl I dated in high school, and she told me her girlfriend likes me. I like where this is going.
My underwear said "hard to get" on the butt. He laughed when he took them off.
You don't know scared until you've just begun the first stage of an acid trip till a guy on stilts with a creepy mustache and beard says "enter the Forrest"
That hot shower felt like it washed away all of my problems... Except being pregnant... Ps just found out I'm pregnant. Fuck.
dropping lines from Workaholics has slowly become my icebreaker when hitting on girls. who would have thought "lets get weird" would cause girls to actually get weird
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
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