This sounds like "Sober" Ericka. Sorry that message wasn't for you. I only do business with "Fell off the wagon" Ericka. Please pass that message along to her.
me neither. i remember bell pepper tequila but not why or yelling
Hahaha, I forgot about doing shots out of the bell pepper
Just so you know there's a random man downstairs knocking on a door with a dozen roses and a 30 pack of beer. Unattractive or not, I'm inviting him in.
There was a dismembered bleeding penis in my dream last night. That's some serious Freudian shit.
Why is there a blood-covered "sorry about your stuff" note stapled to my door?
He gave me a hug and said "He doesn't deserve you, Anna. Your boobs are great, and I'd fuck you anytime. Any. Place." I need a new 'gay' friend.
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
Topless bubble bath with a lesbian is debatable as a gay experience.
I'm now having weird sexual fantasies about that riverdancing figure skater. So thanks for that.
We just banged and he's microwaving shrimp noodles and I'm eating tostitos alone in the dark this is why our relationship works
My body is telling me there was tequila. My pictures say it was Jeff's fault
I'll be honest, I too would punch the 21 year old version of myself in the face, and then have rough sex with him.
Excuse you? I'm an asshole at least 90% of the time. Get it right.
Im gonna start dry humping the manequins and see if i get fired.
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