i was like the pretty and slutty 8th grade girl who goes to a party, gets wasted, and ends up having sex with a senoir
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alcohol + bed + penis = sex
Something in my vomit makes me think I shouldn't have had that slurpee
The drunk teletubby stumbling out of the place tipped me off..
no, i'm currently making the trek across campus to get all my stuff from last night. My ID is in one guys bed, and my camera in another guy's bed.
I've started grabbing my boobs in front of my lesbian philosophy professor so she'll give me a better grade. It's working...
It is scary how often "just flash him" is your advice.
I'm beginning to think the only reason I get laid anymore is girls are fantasizing sleeping with my dad...
I feel like I have to sign a death waver before I have sex with him...
That boy has a whole ocean of crazy lying just beneath the surface waiting to rise up, he's like the tar sands of crazy
Well he can play the xylophone with his erect cock... So he's got that going for him
i'm pretty sure i can feel a baby kicking just looking at him. if he didnt impregnate you, you officially have an iron-clad uterus.
my star wars tattoo got me laid last night. definitely a dark side sort of benefit im thinking
I'm not sure if I should pay him or he should pay me, but someone should get paid for the sex I had this morning.
You know how last week before we left I was drinking outta that blue cup and I left it sitting across the road. Well, it hadn't moved and my family just found it, brought it inside and cleaned it. I think this cup is my soulmate.
Are we allowed to ho on the roof?
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