Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
just found the land before time on youtube... I'm so fucked for finals
we're making bets on your personal life
Right before we were going to have sex he said it was his "lucky condom" I don't know if that means its used or what.. But I'm freaking out either way.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
I feel like somehow my uterus ended up in my ribcage from all the keg stands i did last night..
the ball fondling will be left out of the trip recanting
Boobs speak an international language.
I overcharge people for their weed so you can have yours for free, because I care
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That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
He awkwardly handed me plan b on Pickens Street... it was like a sketchy drug deal.
We made out and he didn't grope me. I liked it. I felt like I was innocent again.
He somehow always manages to get me naked within 5 minutes of being together. It's like fucking witchcraft.
I think the only option is to smoke so much weed I just pass out for 3 days.
I'm just too horny to handle empty house
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