I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
i dont know why he would complain when i touch him there.
yeah my parents were only ten feet away and we somehow managed to do it in five different positions without them noticing
I really need to stop coming home drunk and lint rolling my rabbit.
I feel like hell. The amount of black beans I found in my hair tells me I hit rock bottom
Something about a hand job in a car doesn't scream girlfriend
i'm calling it girls night to make myself feel better but lets be real.....i wasn't going to get any guys tonight regardless
I got stood up on a date. They are singing "dancing with myself" on karaoke in my honor.
Dude that girl I hooked up with Tuesday is in lecture. I told her I was from the Dominican visiting my cousin and was leaving the next day. Hiding under my hood and hangover.
Holy fucking shit the worst thing for a hangover ever--A FUCKING BOLLYWOOD MOVIE BLARING IN CLASS
fuck it. from now on whatever room i wake up in, i'm stealing clothes from. this walk of shame shit is too much without pants
I just ate beer and cupcakes for breakfast.... maybe this fourth of july won't be so bad
I just realized I haven't had a date or a potential possibility of a date in about a year. Then I realized I wanted to actually go on a date. But I'm sitting here getting high instead of being at a party. Life.
I said, hypothetically speaking, if I was going to be having some rough sex Friday night, when WOULD be the best time for a massage, mother dear?
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
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