I was thinking about texting her and telling her I had syphilis when I was with her and that she should get tested. just for shits and giggles. skank dahaha
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
Oh my god. My pre-date bowl for nerves tuned into "I'm too high for this date" he kept talking about trucks and I couldn't stop making racial slurs.
My goal for the night is to see your housemate's one lonely teste.
Basically, I'm sure one day I'll look back on this part of my life and be ashamed....
I'm in my bed. Snow angles in fresh sheets. don't even try to get me out tonight.
Gotcha. How bad is it?
Well to compare it to something I would say it what's that walls would like inside the primate exhibit at the zoo after a group of monkeys finished throwing feces at each other all afternoon
dude ur drinkin a beer not ta capri sun. lose the straw
In my opinion the party was fun, but i did A LOT of cocaine so my view was a little distorted......
He said he's in to distance fucking. I thought he just mean long durations. We fucked on a towel all the way down his tile hallway accross his kitchen and into the living room
But how MUCH of an emergency? Like, should I go to the ER now, or can it wait until after the bar crawl?
Never let your siblings swipe right.
i was so high when i left this morning that rather than make sandwiches i threw bread and peanut butter in my backpack. a whole loaf. and a whole jar
i like him enough to wash my sheets.. but not enough to finally get that pink lemonade and vodka slushy stain out of my carpet
Damn. Looks like nobody I know is doing anything interesting. Guess it's another slut-it-up-with-strangers sort of night.
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