we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
Everyone is hammered wasted already...young, old, the dying, babies...we got them all
everything was going well until edgar threatened to handcuff the security guard to himself.
i swear, about 40% of my drunken life is spent having sex with him.
Well my door is unlocked for you, I'll be in the bathtub drinking a pre-mixed bottle of margarita until I forget the degree to which my life sucks.
When he pulls out of you and farts and says ahh I wanted to do that for the past 30 mins ....you rethink the next drunken hook up
First roommate to find me and dance with me will live. Battle Royale.
I would like to request a high five for getting laid while wearing crocs and a crab hat.
Yeah. I mean it wasn't that awkward. I just made conversation like there was absolutely no lack of pants.
his butt looks cute in my panties so i decided he has to wear panties all the time from now on.
I also made him write a nonfiction romance novel about what happened and to give it to me when the time was right
I have no concept of chastity or moderation, she is a Catholic guilt poster child, how could I not try to hit that
I just sold Adderall to a priest, im not quite sure how I feel about this situation
she threw up on her exam, awkwardly wiped it off with her sleeve and continued writing.
Change of plans & whoring it up tonight
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