I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
Nothing like a little anal leakage to start off Sunday morning. Can't decide if that speaks well of my weekend or not...
This is a whole other level of drinking. Like the I used to eat paste with these people kinda drinking.
We hooked up with his aunt passed out next to us. It was just like old times.
There are parrots here and they're headbanging to the music. There's also a clown and a pit bull that can jump onto tables. Too high for this shit.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
What part of I'm done do you not understand? Im not going to send you sex photos to prove I've moved on..
We didn't have sex but he is somehow naked and laying on top of me. his dick is touching my leg and freaking me the fuck out.
sometimes u just have to say fuck it and help a straight sixteen year old break into her uncles gay bar.
Everyone says I win the strip club
Take home message: SPERM IS EVIL AND SHOULD NEVER EVER EVER BE ALLOWED UP ONE'S NOSE.
We'd like to invite you to our threesome! Lingerie is encouraged and drinks will be provided. Next Friday, roommate night, my bedroom. Hope to see you there!
See I am maturing. I just got in from my DRIVE of shame......
I just fanned myself with my wet toothbrush to dry my mascara. Wtf
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