Shit. Come in my room. Bring a trashcan and an icepack
The camp director doesn't care if we drink and i'm running the rifle range. Someone is going to get sued.
we've called him dos banos ever since he threw up in 2 separate bathrooms with the same puke
If this wasn't a work function my tits would be out already.
The TA leading my study session just said "now get outta here. I need to get drunk before class"
She is just sitting by the bathroom like a little puppy waiting for a knight in shining armor to take her in there to fuck her. New low?
My bed smells like stale sex...I want it to smell like fresh sex, I miss you.
I cried singing "call me maybe" on the way home from the bar. What the fuck
I feel so much better about my break up knowing that he's having his 26th birthday at Rollar kingdom\n
Debating whether the Plan B I had this morning would go under breakfast or lunch in my food log.
I'm sorry, you're actually right. Ostrich racing happens, and they're ridden like a horse. Bewildered and distraught.
Only three months past my 21st and I'm done. So many life lessons in so little time.
Also, it was so cold in that bathroom that I saw my crap steaming, a first in my life
It was really strange. I feel like I had sex with a synchronized swimmer.
First dip in a brand new jar of Nutella, and my man’s dick are two things I will not fucking share.
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