some dude just recognized me causeg he had a pic of us making out onvhis phone
apparently my drunken alterego is a lazyeyed bisexual.
I am at The Loft in SoNo, and there are two girls within arms reach that are making out with each other AGGRESIVELY. Like I can see 100% of a boob
For future reference, this is Trevors little sisters phone now. Trevs number is 484 XXX XXXX. Great story tho
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
i swear, about 40% of my drunken life is spent having sex with him.
Is asking my 8-year-old brother if he will make us shot glasses in his ceramics class too far?
My vagina and my morals are playing tug of war
pregamed for the floor meeting. so stoned. i keep thinking my RA is shrinking.
He's not letting me leave till I cum. I am a hostage to my own vagina
So, I had a dream last night that involved you as an actual cloaked Captain America and a lot of weird sex, and I didn't hate it.
Is "You've never made me cum." an acceptable breakup line?
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
My autobiography will be 500 pages of the words "I probably should've thought this through" typed over and over.
Also, my guy said they would be around. And i clarified that when I asked him for mushrooms he didn't hear "a mushroom or two" but rather understood I meant "all the mushrooms you can find between now and 4th of July."
also. when i get a car, the amount of space there is for sex WILL be a huge deciding factor.
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