I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
it doesn't count as moral degradation if you win the strip off -right?
you know the rule: 3 consecutive asian hookups makes you an asian fetish guy, no exceptions
The neighbors are smoking hash and doing Julia Child impressions...again.
I'm someone's dream girl. I'm hungover in this guy's bed wearing ONLY a Brian Westbrook jersey. Not the same I was on a date with last night.
What's he like?
The usual. Sarcastic, dark, full of fucked up emotional problems that result in fantastic sexual prowess.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
Don't worry I drank 7 more beers & brought home a guy that bit me at the bar.
For her birthday she wants to, " try something different with our butts a funnel and a bottle of whiskey"
I would seriously fuck her so hard, her contacts would pop out of her eyes.
So I was thinking for Halloween I'd do Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde....for my vagina.
I asked my boss to leave early for a booty call. She said yes. See.... everyone sees it's important I get laid.
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
Reminding you of hookups your brain is trying to suppress. That's what friends are fooooooooor...
I'm still not 100% sure who I'm sleeping with
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