I seriously wish I was FB friends with her
last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
it's so much work when my dad takes my car to get fixed, i had to take out the bottles, condoms, and my pipe
You have like just as much sex as me and I have a brand new bf. That does not add up. That is not right.
it's like if youve been living with the grinch for 15 yrs and then santa shows up with a big gift begging to fuck the christmas spirit back into you. no one can say no to santa.
We're you guys there last night when everyone started chanting "Nacho Steph"? Someone picked me up, carried me to the nacho cheese and made me do a nacho cheese stand.
i can't believe i'm giving you sex advice.
i've gotten sex advice under stranger situations. like while giving a blowjob behind the communications building.
Where the condoms are as broken as my dreams
HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO KEEP YOUR SECRETS IF YOU KEEP ON TELLING ME THEM.
this periodpocalypse needs to be over. I need head
Yeah I passed out. The last thing I remember is the lady telling me I couldn't play the clarinet with my nose.
I'm hungover and in a fort. And I hate you.
So many questions
I think my time would be better spent seducing the TA then trying to save this paper.
It was like I was gay for pay but except being gay I became straight and instead of for pay it was for coke.
His ass is a ten, but his personality is a two. Which would average to a six if I didn't have to figure in apologizing to all and sundry. In short hard no. Get a new wingman.
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