You got so drunk you kept singing the Sailor Moon theme song and kept making everyone call you Sailor Venus.
I'm done trying to be a vegetarian. My vagina smells like hummus.
For future references, orgasms clear sinuses.
i was thoroughly upset that he did not want to be my number 16, who passes that number up?
No, I googled it. Apparently, male thongs are the next snuggy and a lot of guys love wearing them for the support.
There are very few times i will succumb to laying naked on my bathroom floor. But lastnight is a resonable enough cause.
Just so you know, a 6'7" tall gay man, with a martini in one hand and a fairy wand in the other, is not a force to be reckoned with...don't ask.
My way of showing team usa support, bronze: handy silver: bj gold: home run. God, I'm patriotic
You puked on my feet last night. You owe me a pedicure.
somehow this went from sexting to explaining my eating disorder.
He fucks like those drill things that you see when you think of texas
The fact that I can now puke rainbows on snapchat makes my life that much better
It all started with a game of naked twister.
He ate me out in the passenger seat of his Range Rover in a Tim Hortons parking lot. I could hear “oh canada” on the radio from a nearby school as I came. Most patriotic orgasm ever!
Last night was a bad idea. I'm hungover and the contents of my purse smell like Korean BBQ.
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