It was so romantic--he turned me around to face the sunset during doggy-style over the couch back.
Life is so much better after having sex.
I just got a new temperpedic mattress pad and started smoking weed again in the same week. finding motivation to go to a 9:AM class is close to impossible.
life is no where near the amusement park it was when I was on Vicodin.
i feel like the wall was a canvas for his penis.
I had 5 long islands and 2 alien brain hemorrhages…I am entirely certain that the "power hour to finish the night" idea was just too much.
It felt like Party Santa dropped by and gave us two more 18-packs.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
This is NOT the time to take our hits and go to Disney. Let me repeat that. NOT THE TIME FOR DISNEY ON ACID
There are many penises to be discovered and claimed tonight
We're like Lewis and Clark
Woke up naked on your sister's mattress lying next to a single slice of bread.
I ate icecream cake off your tits for my birthday, if that's not love I don't know what is.
We smoked with this guy who looked just like Hyde from that 70's show in an alley. It was a divine moment in my life.
well that's the third time this semester that I've projectile vomited walking to class in front of dozens of people
I don't want too, lol. I'm currently awaiting my next period like its the second coming of christ
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