She kept calling me her DD, which I assumed meant designated driver, so I was confused because I don't even have a car. Found out later it means designated dick. It's what her and her friends use as code for the guy they want to hook up with at the end of the night. I feel so used.
we were doing it doggy-style and i felt him pop that pimple on my back.I have mixed feelings about it
Found out in my property law class that you can sell your eggs for $8000. Helloooo spring break.
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
Preparing for thanksgiving at home now by chugging bourbon. Less than a month to train!
As a matter of principle, I waited until noon to start the drinking binge.
This milkshake tastes better than sex. Priorities, I have them.
sleazy september. first one with mono loses.
Passing out is my livers way of protecting my mind.
I'm going to need a Jurassic park sized pooper scooper to deal with all this shit last night caused.
I've now spilled wine and got poptarts all over my cast. So much for my doc taking me seriously...
My exam ends at 4pm so I plan to be passed out in the bar by 5pm. Want to join me?
I just came so hard my hamstring felt like it was going to tear. I am also now a screamer
I got so drunk that I peed my bed...and all over him. The ironic thing is that he slept in his swimming trunks.
She was crying and pulled the collar of her shirt up to blot the tears. And then she just kept her head there. And stopped crying. "My boobs are just too amazing for me to cry." her words not mine please help she's still in that position
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