So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
I texted him about a book we both like. I was expecting a "ya great book... let's bone" response. It didn't work
so he came on my face and then proceeded to say "that was just how i imagined it would happen"
where do you find these guys?
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
I'd give my left nut to see you
don't do that. I like the set
Just whacked off in the middle of writing a paper, gave me great ideas. Note, should do this more often.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
the condom is still stuck, that's what I get for being responsible
We should celebrate the resignation of Berlusconi tonight with too many bottles of wine and sambuca. We're allies, right?
Put some vodka in it
put some vodka in it
spring break - time to see if my two week detoxing gave my liver a chance to recover.
god, I have more takeout restaurants in my contacts than friends
I think we can say happy hour is successful when you have frosting and southern comfort in your hair.
After we finished, she peed a little on my chest and told me she was "marking her territory". I didn't know if I should have been scared or aroused.
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.