its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
all I remember was being half naked drinking water on my hands and knees from her dogs water bowl.
If its vodka, everyone is attractive. Tequila, everyone is dead sexy, single and fuckable.
He shouted my World of Warcraft name while we were having sex, and he was sober.
You haven't puked in my sink in over a year.. Youre coming over this weekend
I was an emotional waste case that night. She made me stroke her ponytail.
No clues in my phone. Only dialed call: my own social security number. And that was before 10:00pm.
I am listening to lecture and I can hear us in the background talking about anal beads.
No one suspects that a sweet girl who is excited about her anniversary with her bf just blew her partner at work in a communal area a few hours ago, so its cool.
He sent me a 7 minute voicemail of him playing wonderwall on the acoustic guitar I'm not even kidding did he seriously think that would work
I ate the crust off the pizza and left the rest in the box. Even I would hate me.
The dysfunction is strong in this one.
Is it day drinking when the suns up like when does that start
asking for a friend
I hate when he takes the condom off to cum all over me. It defeats the purpose.
It’s like having a barf bag and choosing to puke in your own lap.
His sex game is strong it’s like a warlord’s dick! you know what I mean?
Nope
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