Its about making memories worth repressing
I couldn't walk, so he carried me all the way home; and then I told him that I wasn't drunk enough to fuck him. Poor kid.
It was romantic. He brought over a bottle of Jack to celebrate us becoming official on Facebook. Definitely a story for the grandkids.
Do you know how awkward it is to call the bar from last night and ask if they found my leggings?
drunk doesnt even begin to explain it. he said he was going to get playing cards from the lobby and came back 20 minutes later with a full set of sheets.
Judging by my dry clothes and wet sheets, I think I might have gotten out of bed, pissed ON it, covered it up, and passed out on top of it
If you're still on campus there's a jack and coke in the bathroom of fondren science Bldg. Too strong to bring to class.
This year I'm going to try NOT getting arrested. I think the 30th birthday is the cutoff for calling Mom to bail me out.
Well I'm drunk and covered in baby oil so tonights not ideal
Had to decide between a hook up at the train restroom or getting to work on time #growingup
I'm topless, wearing a fur coat, stink of sex, and eating dim sum. 2015 is off to a great start.
like when you break up with someone your virginity slowly starts to grow back & when it's done it's like ding ding ding you're ready to date again
after last night, ive never not wanted to live so much in my life.
It took me twenty minutes to read that sentence.
All I said was okay...
How was it?
Incredible. Everyone in the world should be having the kind of sex I've been having.
He should write a pamphlet or something...
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