so I woke up this morning and on their fridge, the first item on the shopping list was my virginity.
we tried have sex after i gave him a handjob. he wouldnt get hard and kept saying his little boy is broken.. please come get me
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
WHOA. WHOA. WTF. WHOA. TOO HIGH FOR HIM TO BE ENGAGED RIGHT NOW.
Isiahs hammered. And just came in to get his skateboard and said he has to prove something. This can't end well
I'll just dance on top of the ping pong table, and if it's stable enough for that, then it's stable enough for sex
the wall and i were having dominance issues.
If you ever bitch out on 72oz margarita night again, this friendship is over
I told you, we're just gonna get ripped and light sparklers
I need to hump something and I know u understand.
You peed up the stairs in front of everyone then blamed it on the dog
Let the record show that the first hour of my twenty-first was spent shooting tequila ans discussing the emotional integrity of werewolves.
She was dressed as a banana and told me that I needed more potassium in my diet. Of course I went down on her.
I downloaded the presidential playlists for offline listening. And Obama made a night one so we have presidential approved fuck jamzzzzz. Thanks Obama!
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
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