Sorry I never got back to you. I got high. I know it sounds like a commercial or something... but its true
The party theme was heirs and heiress's. Most guys came in polo shirts but he came as the "arch duke of vagina".
I woke up to him using my debit card to order PPV porn and Jimmy Johns. I don't even know his name.
Apparently I texted my high school english teacher asking her to tell me what logical fallacies she taught us three years ago.
We haven't even scratched the surface on the damage we could do. Just saying
You need to fuck him. The man has his own Wikipedia.
Blacked out last night, but left myself a note that said "oops on oops on oops" that can never be a positive
He said it wasn't ladylike of me to drink more whiskey than him. I told him to stop being a little bitch.
Also not to brag but I got high last night and got us a host family in a chateau in the south of France
Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.
How exactly does a handjob become fancy?
Blueberry lube, and champagne.
Between the deep breathing and nipple piercings , I thought I was in the twilight zone
Attention, i sprayed windex on me to disguise the scent of sex and regret off my clothes from last night
FUCK YEAH PUPPY BOWL
can you bring the lube to algebra tomorrow
Randomize
