If it wasnt for meatballs I would have fucking killed myself already.
she has a miserable personality but its a good think you dont have sex with that
pussy has no personality
Amen to that
Well then I realized I had a bigger problem when I woke up a long board.
he was holding the bottle like a running back yelling for security and the national guard as he was being tackled
You were definitely doing something right. You could only see the colored parts of his eyes a couple of times. I was pretty sure he was dead at some point.
My parents are takin me for chinese food for my 4/20 present.
I fucking hate you.
Here's a tip. Don't party with someone that needs sexual attention. Drinking and sexual attention don't mesh well in the morning. Especially over a bowl of Cheerios.
His idea of role playing was him wearing the halloween mitt romney mask while I gave him head
Over 50% of the drunkest nights I have ever had began with me saying "I'll just drink my dinner" to you.
This drunk lesbian I just met keeps trying to shove sushi in my mouth. Help.
I appear to have wine on my toes. I am really not clear as to how this happened. I'm gonna have a little lie down.
I was standing in my mom's kitchen in only my neon green thong, eating pizza over the garbage can, and sobbing while he was yelling at me.
It was a good hour of moans, penis compliments, smacks, and what sounded like someone running in flip flops
I just met him at a place called the meat farm, Jesus be a shield.
My last one night stand called me today. Apparently I gave him a yeast infection in his mouth. Not sure how I should feel about this.
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