we're blogging at a bar
Oh just a soda. I'm "driving"
I am in shape. i keep telling you that.
Round is not "in shape," it's "a shape."
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
I'm beginning to feel kind of at home at Police stations
When she was giving me head last night it felt like there was a NASCAR pit crew working on my dick.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
The girl behind me in psych just tapped me on my shoulder to tell me there was a condom wrapper in my hood.
He was pretty wasted I guess, but the crippled guy threw the first punch it was awesome
Day 1 of "Death of a Liver" weekend complete. It came with flashbacks of horrible mistakes I made due to alcohol. I'm excited for how Sunday is going to turn out.
Im shooting goldshlager and waxing my crotch
How do you politely tell a guy that you only kissed him so he would shut the fuck up?
Literally breaking up to my boyfriend while jamming out to Feraglicious
It seems that Coffee is the true alpha male.
I have no idea, I usually just project my awkwardness out like a mating call until it draws other awkward members of the opposite sex out from the bushes
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