She rode me to the beat of Baby Got Back. I swear to god.
Best walk of shame ever. Not only did I not remember his name or the fact that we fucked, they all watched as I tried to get into 3 cars that werent mine
Oh and I threw up on myself...
it's official, i know exactly what cross streets we're at by the bumps when i give him road head
I may still return these pants. Depends how much they smell like alcohol by tmrw morning. I've already spilled once.
He could tell i had a fever by feeling my tits. He gets docter of the year.
He kept his baseball cap on when he went down on me...
I JUST REALIZED HOW SOFT YOUR TABLE IS! and I also just started rolling
My arms are sore from holding up pukeahontas for so long
Every concussion has its silver lining
4:37 am. You're wearing underwear and carpet skates. Borderline crying. You want to punch Morgan. Have not stopped singing Give Your Heart a Break.
At a bar across from the city police station. I PROMISE I will do something great.
im so sad I can't openly talk about acid tab Sundays
for once I'd like a one night stand where I don't meet the guys mom or wife in the morning
I know. I'm a saint. Saint of sitting on faces.
If I knew the person sucking my dick didn't say thank you for their Christmas presents I wouldn't be able to cum.
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