I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
the line at the liquor store is out the door, and students in line are high-fiving like crazy...i love college snow days
there are seriously like six guinea pigs in my bathtub right now
drunk tastebuds have low standards.
Don't get the hula weed. It makes you sleep walk in destructive and confusing ways. I'll explain on Saturday.
Walmart at night is scary enough without having to run into people you've slept with
I barely remember the girls that I got pregnant, you think I'm gunna remember the ones that played handball
Ended up getting hot boxed in a limo with a bunch of asians going to a karaoke bar. I think I pretended to understand their language for a solid hour. Am I bilingual now?
Just had a flashback to Friday. Definitely had my hands in someone's bra. Definitely wasn't mine.
I'll be visiting the rave tower. Prepare your finest boxed wines for my consumption.
I tried to stop that, but then I pulled the leaves out of my panties and went to sleep.
The only people in the library at 5:00 on the friday after finals are homeless or pre-med.
Your boyfriends underwear are hanging from my kitchen window. Where the fuck are you?!
also I saw his dick in the morning light and it was glorious. Like staring upon your birthday cake you ordered from heaven and going " can't wait to eat that later"
I'm debating a nap but also debating breaking into the liquor cabinet
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