hey this is lauren, i have to type for jon because he's convinced the tongs he's holding are his real hands
UD be completely fine. you don't lose control just keep a positive environment. for example i really want to lick the wall cause red is delicious but i don't have to.
the spit in my mouth is still 99% not mine.
My ATM looks so different sober.
We waited til after. Not even drunk sex felt right during a Disney movie.
It Amazes me that I was able to drunk update my status in Spanish last night.
She bit a glowstick open. Apparently they burn. We bonded while she washed the chemicals out of her mouth as I did double shots of Jager.
Vaguely remember? You pushed George and two other fellas out the way to hug me, screamed gandalf before chugging your beer and smashing the bottle on the floor. I lolled.
Is your gma going to be okay with me passed out drunk on the ground
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.
Nah it's alright, I'll just ride cock all the way to hell
True fear is being unable to remember where you hid your weed and vibrator in your parent's house.
She made me undress her with my teeth...explains the button in my shit this morning...
Took it for the first time last night, and i saw a giant pillsbury boy coming after me with a wrench in his hand.
The only good thing about being back at work is supply room boom boom with my office husband
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