I reminded them that I didn't puke and I cleaned yours up! So huh!
Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
Too much gin, very little bucket
That bus ride was like a tour of all the bushes I puked behind last night
Can the rest of this semester just go by as a montage?
That reminds me...we need to get swords
Sorry you had to see that, but on the bright side...at least I trust you enough to have sex in front of you
Its like a relationship where they cockblock each other.
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
Yeah... I still gave her a hug because I felt really bad though. I mentioned that my boyfriends grandma just died too, just to reinforce that I'm straight afterwards.
So I've been spending my morning trying to figure out if there's a corealation between Wednesday margarita night and the boat that's now in my living room.
This drink tastes like mosquito repellent.
My mom heard me having sex with my boyfriend but thought it was the neighbors. She commented on how quick it was. I just nodded and changed the subject
God help them if any millennials are in the vicinity. Rent is too high and we no longer fear death
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