let's skip the party, and just play drunken wii, again. its time to give my vag a break.
Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don't like it.
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
hey, haven't seen your testicles in a while...you 3 still alive?
Also, I'd like to add that that I'm not quitting my job, my boss fed me shots at 11 am this morning.
You ordered 6 boxes of pizza and laughed in the pizza guys face when you didn't pay for any of them.
'Twas I. Do you have any idea what it's like waking up to see you sent a text inviting someone to partake in "sexy rumpus?"
If his smile makes you freak out and drop things imagine what his penis could do
You cannot meet up with him at the tailgate, his parents are there. What are you going to say "Hi I'm the one who fucks your son, can I get a cheeseburger?"
Is there like a dick file on me? Guys can't hold two dicks anymore?! Who are you people????
But idk if I cried about life then banged him or banged him and then cried. Chicken or the egg?
Congratulations! You can now legally do that thing you said you never do again!
THANKS! I'M SO EXCITED TO NOT DO THE THING
OMG YOU GO OUT AND NOT DO THAT THING, GIRL! I SUPPORT YOU 100%!!!
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
You like that 95% of the time I masterbate I think bout you?
Just wanna know what I can I do to earn the other 5%
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