We were having sex on the balcony and this guy walked by, so drunkily i said "dont move, he cant see us if we dont move."
Thats the last thing I remember and then I woke up in this Dutch kids dorm and he was taking a picture of me while I was sleeping
how many past hook-ups can i invite to go bar hopping with me for my b-day before it becomes a bad idea?
don't forget friday is see who can get the most free drinks at the gay bar contest. winner gets $50
I like to keep a steady black out going for the holidays. I feel it makes me less cynical
What happened to the good old days when we whispered the words beer pong and people came running?
We were in the middle of fucking and she was just like "Do ya wanna play Harry Potter Scene It?" I musta been really bad lol Anyways, her tattoo healed nicely.
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
She had an asthma attack and had to stop but insisted on getting me off. It's official she's the one
So last night was the first of "I got cut off before I walked in the bar".
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
the only things my left hand does: catch/hold things and masturbation.
He's the douchy one who wouldn't let me rip his shirt off, right?
Please tell me that nice older woman you're with at the bar is not your comp&lit professor.
Saddle up bitches, we're going to an orgy.
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