It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
Be here at 3:30. We'll find out how much beer can fit in a Mini Cooper.
I'm reciting my presentation (beer in hand) on the porch to a snowmen audience.
I should go buy the economy size box of condoms and sprinkle a path like rose petals to my bed... Think he'd get the hint?
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.
Nothing says "I forgive you for puking on me during sex" like a Facebook add the next morning...
i'm sad. The beetle crawled away. I was only trying to get him stoned.
I swear to god, if you fuck the hot one you're paying me back for the shot I just bought her
She just pored wine down the turkeys hole and said that she christened it like the whore that it is...happy thanksgiving.
So that 100 days of sobriety thing I told you about last week? Lasted all of 4 days. Fuck it, life's too short
It's not that I even wanna fuck these guys anymore, just cuddle that's all. My conscience has never been so proud.
I remember grabbing your ass. So firm. So right. I don't regret it.
My weirdest encounter with a stranger though was when for some reason they just gave me a box of unopened socks. Needless to say, I never used them.
We fucked on the roof... like that has to mean something
Well you’re enrolled in an Ivy League grad school and I’m currently at a 2 star holiday inn in rural PA so who is really thriving here
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