He passed out drunk on top of me. Fully erect. Still inside me. Woke up like 1 minute later, and continued.
You guys need to stop introducing me as "the girl you shared"
Preparing for thanksgiving at home now by chugging bourbon. Less than a month to train!
At a party. It smells like teen pregnancy and sadness in here.
My vagina is not really on board with my "emotional issues"
You woke me up at 2 am to tell me I could pee in a golf club if I wanted to.
Sex-sore abs and my workout pants have gravel stains on the knees. It's like the workout of shame.
She was rubbing her face on the carpet, she was high.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
Times have changed. Freshman year I could throw my shirt in a bonfire and still get laid. Now when I puke in my girlfriend's bed on her birthday I'm "an asshole"
I'm so baked, I spent the last hour trying to screencapture the cracks on my phone.
I'm so drunk. Remember me this way.
I'll explain later but I just had to legally commit to abstinence for the next 4 months
I possibly am a tad bit not really but maybe slightly intoxicated.
she crawled a good forty meters just to whisper in my ear... "dildon't"
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