so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
he is literally lying on the floor eating cookies. doing nothing. and as i was hitting him he needed to protect the cookies more than himself.
She went off on a twilight/new moon tangent before we even got back to my room. i had to jump the ship and pretended to pass out on the sidewalk.
I just found puke in my bra..
you two started sword fighting with 3 ft tall spruce trees you pulled out of planters
We invented "Diesel Bombs." They're supposed to be a bomb, but they come in a 20+ oz. glass and have a blackout record of 6 wins and 0 losses. Undoubtedly going to be the next Muhammed Ali of the drinking world.
Not much, just your average college male Sunday cleaning period blood out of the carpet.
Tell me you're kidding.
Besides scarred, I'm not much of anything right now.
I still have his teeth marks on the base of my penis. You didnt miss much
If our sexual relationship was relative to the Harry Potter series, I would have claimed the Wizard's Cup at least ten times.
Last night you snap chatted some chick a pic of bottle service with the caption "send tits"
My date bailed but I got to take a nap so I'm cool with it.
why isn't there a kind of gay where i let guys give me head but they don't expect me to give it back? i could be that kind of gay
He was that good?
His mom came while we were asleep naked and started asking me about my plans after high school... Is that even a thing.
You cuddled up under the blanket because you said it smelled like Santa and vodka.
I'm hungover and in a fort. And I hate you.
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