It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
no, he came in my armpit
She's NOT homeless...she graduated early.
you know that annoying kid in my psych class? accidentally hit him in the face with a door today. perfect end to the semester.
They were so slutty we had to play "rarely have I ever."
she asked if mt Rushmore was natural or man made
i have no feeling in my penis or fingers but i think it was worth it
That chick needs a catscan. And fuck it, we're still ordering in a stripper
She said we couldnt stop drinking until there were enough bottles to make a fort. so we could have sex in our "bottle castle"
All I remember is laying in that secret hideaway closet, naked, with a beer cowboy hat on and you walking in and sitting down crying because no one would have sex with you
Conversations we need to have while high 1) how mermaids reproduce 2) if blind people hallucinate what do they see 3) reincarnation
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
This morning I found four opened yet full beers on my desk and my towel rack pulled off the wall and in bed with me
and it's like......my shirt is off and he's talking about quidditch. why.
Leaving the puke on the ceiling as a reminder.
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