morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
Dude, she knew her leg was on fire and she kept dancing. Bad-fucking-ass.
I'm never waking up next to someone after sex again. It's alllll downhill from there.
Ahh you know it's going to be a long day when you mistake a beer for a sprite at 10:30 in the morning while babysitting
You should fuck with them and beat off in the cup and then walk out an be like, "This was a sperm donation right?"
He rubbed my back afterwards. I forgot how to talk and I legitimately thought I was a cat for a few minutes.
It's like a harem of immaturity and bad ideas...and that's coming from me
Why is there ANOTHER stolen fire extinguisher in my room? You know that's a felony right...
my nose is crying tears of wow.
I figured if he was OK cheating on his gf with a guy, he'd be OK with me posting his number to m4m Craigslist Ads
I'm now using my vagina for good, not evil. Trying to restore balance to the force.
I don't care. We're going to fuck. And I WONT apologize in the morning. You cheated on me, so you can cheat on her with me.
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
Well Jon got a DUI sleeping in the back seat so I thought the trunk was safer. BUT WHO CARES WHY JUSE PLEASE COME LET ME OUT!
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