is it considered a "problem" when you find a pickle slice in your bed in the morning or is it like a "super-awesome bonus"?
Because the last time i saw or spoke to him he came all over me in a hammock.
im not picky. i just want someone whod go down on me while im writing my psych midterm paper. thats not a lot to ask.
Its become more of a routine.. Whenever I get done eating and have left overs I just take it over to his house and throw it all over the walls and windows. Pay backs a bitch ehhhh
Just started taking liver support pills. Welcome to Senior year.
somebody put my brain in a crown royal bag and beat the shit out of it
I feel like this has turned into my work. But if I get paid sitting under a desk, that's perfectly fine with me.
it's my favorite when the couple downstairs are having sex so loud that i feel like I'm part of a threesome
second-hand sex is fun, isn't it?
I just look at my butt and see so much potential.
I have jury duty tomorrow
I almost deep fried my finger today and yet I think you are worse off than I am.
I wonder how many people saw me whip my junk out and bang it on the light post in front of holabird bar and liquors last night. I'm about tired of having to do that.
Nobody saw you except the people in the bar, because you weren't outside. You were inside, and you were smacking it on the mens bathroom door handle
I really hate whoever invented fireball.
I kinda forgave him after he laid next to me and rubbed my arm for four hours while I tripped balls.
Self care is breaking into nasa and launching yourself directly into the fucking void
Seriously, I really just burned my nipple making ravioli.. I'd explain, but no reasoning makes this acceptable:/
random boy in my bed. last night wasnt a dream. fuck.
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