Me. At least after what I've been through.
don't tell her this, but while we were doing it doggy style I picked up my phone and changed my status to "who let the dogs out"
He just said "wow, thats some rly nice hair! And those teeth..thosee are some cool teeth"
Ok, so for future reference, in Rome, "piano bar" means "brothel".
I really should sober up and deal with this hangover
It seems to be one of those life decisions I'm perfectly content never making though
Retelling stories from our semester makes me realize we need to get tested for herpes.
My three rules on what I'm wearing tonight. Something short, something see through, and something i had sex in.
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
She's wearing her dead grandmother's pearl on the married finger so no guys "bother her" tonight... I am not THAT committed to Girl's Night.
I feel like the fact that I slept with someone who dresses up like Batman a few times will never be lived down.
Not sure if buying Twisted Teas for the alcoholics posted up outside the gas station counts as paying it forward but I am optimistic.
Slammed 3 beers and just bowled a 129\nI guess alcohol IS the answer
We need to get walkie talkies for when we're drunk so if we are at different parties or lost we can talk
He adjusted my bra straps while I blew him.
I had perfectly good intentions but my penis had other ideas and now I need a place to crash what do you say
Randomize
