Charles is a playa. And I don't mean the spanish word for beach.
after he passed out we removed everything electronic from his room, stuck in some old books and an ancient typewriter from goodwill. for 20 min. we had him convinced he'd drunk himself backward in time.
Just because it's been in my vagina doesn't mean it's important to me
I still cannot believe I yelled at every guy at the bar "you wanna get in this clam?!"
I smell like I just crawled out of a bottle of champagne and landed on the floor of taco bueno.
No idea. I woke up in the middle of the night to you drooling and gnawing on my arm. Then you rolled over, punched the air 4 times, then proceeded to talk about your hair in your sleep.
Dude. Yeah. This is a game changer. I feel dirty and possibly pregnant and it hasn't happened yet.
So after tonight I now have 6 Harry Potter movies left to get laid to. Before tonight it was 8. Fucking right
I just want school to he over so we can build a big tent, do drugs inside it, and watch cartoons until the sun comes up.
That's all I've ever wanted.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
Lesson learned. No more vodka and toaster strudel
Definitely went down on him last night while he was wearing a cape. He randomly kept swirling it around me and "revealing me" in the mirror like a magic trick. I'm not even a little upset, it's fun fucking younger guys.
You're the only person I know who would go to New Jersey to give a blowjob and I have so much respect for you for it
Why would you trust me with ANYTHING!!!???
I'm eating ice cream out of my purse
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