Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
i just realized i have an entire drawer dedicated to the clothes of guys ive shacked with...
we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
stayed up to watch the sunrise..saw an albino taking shots on the quad..it's like there's a whole new world of people out there just waiting to meet us
Weddings at vineyards should never be allowed to happen. I'm pretty sure I drank every bottle they produced in 2008.
as we were driving back from the frat house he pulled down his pants and convinced me his penis "wanted some air"
while being fingered today, I was told I have an abnormally deep g-spot. Now you know, I am a size queen because of SCIENCE.
He's the equivalent of a body pillow and a dildo. But still funny. We have good pillow talk.
I'm not trying to go crazy tonight either. I just want to go out, have a few drinks, meet up with my ex-boyfriend and get fingered or something.
I woke up and found 10 txts from him. All sent at 6:30 am, and all about the muffin man.
4 random people called me telling me they found him sleeping in the fetal postion on a driveway 45 minutes after we lost him
Of course I lose my iPhone but still manage to hold on to the ruler for my dirty teacher costume
I tolerate his mediocre drunk sex for the mind blowing morning sex. More than worth it.
I was like, booze is the closest thing I have to a father. Don't pour daddy down the sink
I spent most of my night in the men's room eating popcorn on the garbage can conversing with strangers pissing
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