Quick, to the slutcave!
I mean this holiday was built on cheap beer, shitty whisky, and processed meat... and I fully plan to honor that
gave myself the "you're a really good girlfriend" talk on the way to where i intentionally cheated on him. i am my own drunken therapist.
Honestly, It follows the same rules as Cock Roulette.
It's never too late to be topless.
I did nothing besides stay sober all night, I walked home to find max naked knocking cups off the counter with his cock lol
the wall and i were having dominance issues.
The highlight of my night was definitely explaining the bandaid on my nipple.
I was weirded out when the chunky goth girl and her boyfriend both started eyeing me and wanted to by me a drink.
I have nothing to say other than the obvious 'we probably shouldn't have done that' and the less obvious 'i think you bruised my labia major' ...?
I'm definitely closer to having sex in every building on campus than I am to having a post-graduation career/plan/future. Unless that future is getting fucked in lots of buildings. I got that shit on lock down.
Seriously. If I'd known all it took was a 29 year old UPS guy to make me feel THIS SEXY, I'd have been fucking them for 30 years.
christmas shopping: 3 hours in the liquor store...
I was singing Colors of the Wind and swigging vodka and still felt like more of an adult.
JUST BECAUSE I ANSWER THE DOOR NAKED CARRYING A BOTTLE OF RUM DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN STARE NEIGHBORS.
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