so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
So he asked me last night if I would cheer him on while he masturbated...
She wants out first dance to be to 98 degrees i do cherish you...remember how i said we didn't need open bar....
im trying not to drink and cry in the same night anymore. i'll let you know how it goes
rethinking that breast reduction surgery... i'm tired of drunkenly explaining the scars to guys who don't really give a shit
Currently doing my walk of shame down a floating dock. No more guys who live on a boat EVER AGAIN
I was just told that i'm a premature cuddler. . . What does that even mean?
Whatever it is you failed
You should try cooking mac & cheese naked sometime. It's quite relaxing.
The man who lives downstairs is fluent in Russian, and also a playboy. You should meet.
My saliva right now is around 7.6% alcohol/volume.
you were telling us about the time you had sex in an alley and he stopped, looked up and said 'it was a cul-de-sac' and went right back to what he was doing.
I may have just masturbated while on hold with the IRS. don't judge me
Needless to say, I did not go home with him cause he kinda resembled a guppy fish.
I just woke up and my ass is covered in honey and my eye brows are shaved off.
She's the other freshman on this drunken voyage
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