I feel like i'm in the derek zoolander school for kids who can't read good.
he paid for dinner at the eiffel tower. drinks at a bar on the champs elysees. gave me a motorcycle ride back to his house, got us heineken and then took me to park overlooking paris. where he ate me out on a park bench. still have doubts about the french?
after i talked him through a bulleted list of why we couldn't have sex he just said "but it would be fun...."
will i regret this in the morrning? probably. but every decision is good during happy hour
Good idea. You gotta take care of your vagina. She takes care of you. Pay it forward.
Apparently campus cops frown on lighting a joint off of the eternal flame on Jerry Falwell's grave...
My god this is going to ruin whatever Vegas left of our souls...
They gave me patron and potatoes I couldn't say no
All I know for sure is, I went to bed drunk and I woke up in a relationship..I think I need to reevaluate my drinking skills.
I left my parents and ran through the airport. I was like I'm not getting stuck in Atlanta tonight and not having sex.
I ate 2 pot cookies before we left the house. Fuck Pokemon. I'm playing my own game.
It's wednesday. OF COURSE HE'S DRUNK.
Another thing to add to the list of things not to do while I'm drunk......explain to the upstairs neighborr how to have quiet orgasams......she now thinks I want to be part of a threesome......fuck my life
Having sex with him is like yoga. I do it in the morning and then can't walk for three days afterwards.
shots, cocks, socks. bingo
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