last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
its always fun the next morning to look around the room and see where all the clothing landed.
The dry cleaners wouldn't even take our clothes. That's how bad of a night it was.
no one could get around him on the stairs cause he surrounded himself with all the empties he could find, he said he was building a fort. then he passed out on them.
He made me hold his dick and say "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good"
My asshole is basically a geyser at this point. Minus the excitement. Plus blood.
I know how to make vodka btw in case you want to come over and do a science project
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
You asked me if you had to go downstairs to get upstairs. And then you forgot where you were.
Im going..... Drinking all day and hand jobs from 18yr old emo rich girls that are just trying to get back at mom and dad for being to protective...SOLD
those kids just got delivered to the party by the pizza guy
He's way too stoned. I took him to el bra and he's laying on the table, not sure what to do with him
you just won the triple crown of sex! your prize is more sex.
Yeah but him not going to be sleeping in your sink this time.
I just revenge puked in his shoes. This is gonna be a fun night :)
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