they just came back. i guess "were gonna go get dinner" means "were gonna fuck for 5 minutes at the little league field"
best part, i was ridiculous and none of them were judging me bc they didn't want my vagina. it was like i was a pretty painting
Took her home last night and it was like trying to put an oyster in a slot machine. I may have drank a little too much.
I know the vomits not mine cause its on my back.
we'll go far in life on tits alone.
I don't think he understands what an important role his penis plays in my level of self esteem
if the best thing you can say about him is "he probably wont kill me" you may want to rethink hanging out with him
but i'm paying and its not a date cause he's got a gf and i'm hooking up with his roommate tomorrow night
thanks for the bloody nose. you probably dont remember, i'm not mad.. only because your boobs are to blame
I came in and she was laying on the ground just stoking it saying "the floor is where our feet step"
Well, I washed his beard with dish soap and then I fucked him three times.
I'm horny too so maybe we will both recap our regrets on Sunday
Last night was a whirlwind of vodka - induced emotion
just discovered a semi frightening wound on the side of my head that must have happened last night. if i die of a brain aneurysm, make sure they put "sorry for partying" on my gravestone.
I took out a life ins. policy Thursday. It's okay I can die in Nashville now.
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