The meeting is at the same hotel we go to for sex. Avoiding eye contact with all the staff there.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
His roommate left already and took the beer pong table so we had to take off his bedroom door. Maybe res life won't notice.
So neither of us had a dollar bill and we couldnt find a straw so we spent all nite doing coke through penne pasta
It's like rock paper scissors. Cold showers and smoking beat hangovers.
In other news it turns out I like Heineken.. In a desert island kind of way
I don't know if I'm feeling really nervous right now or just extremely horny.
Well its official, I'm into significantly freakier sex than even I thought possible.
Got 2 free lines of blow from some random guys on the side of 13th street.....how's your Sunday going?
Oh my fucking god, I was conceived on the first date.
Took an adderall for the first time in a few weeks. Spent 45 minutes peeling an orange TO PERFECTION.
It was great. We stayed up all night talking about objects he'd put in his theoretical vagina.
I'm hungover and in a fort. And I hate you.
So many questions
I'm gonna write a book entitled "when you give a cop a cookie..."
I don't even want to know.
I was pretty sure he wouldn't be into me after I fucked his brother, and then his best friend, and yet, here I am doing lines off his stomach
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