Spring semester is just not the same w/o you
normally I beat off every night before I go to bed even though my little brother sleeps in the same room. So I was starting to last night, and he jumped out of bed and said "Fuck, Im not listening to this shit again" We havent talked since. fuck me
thanks for brining me home and putting me in my bed. the pillow fort your built around me is also appreciated.
After we finished he asked if I knew if it was a boy or girl. Diet. Starts. Now.
Def regretting not writing "will blow for extra credit" on my last final
I am too hungover to address any of this right now, every time i move it feels like i'm being bitch slapped by the hand of God
by the time the kitchen caught on fire everyone was too drunk to be alarmed. the host just poured beer on it to put it out. how was yours?
I feel like you guys are talking about real things and have real problems and I'm just over here like 'should I take muscle relaxers or get drunk tonight?'
We went rollerblading down high street singing "Free Falling"in ketchup and mustard costumes. A car full of guys drove by and yelled out their window "Need a hot dog with that?!" Naturally, we woke up at their apartment.
carb up bitch. we're drinking with football players.
Your heart isn't making stupid decisions... your penis is outsmarting your brain. Stop fucking her!
No problem...what are friends for if they can't rub eachothers genitals.
remember that party we went to sophomore year where we found that girl and had the orgy? Im totally at that house right now.
I would but he’s not speaking to me because I put ketchup in his socks.
I forget, are we banging TA’s for grades this semester or not?
Depends on how cute he is
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