She went to college and exploded out of the slut closet.
she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
Its like we are women, and boise state is a gangster rap song. This game is degrading
And we started making out. She asked me to pick a number between 1 and 10. I said 6. She took me to her room. A few minutes later I wasnt a virgin. DUDE I WAS GOING TO SAY 2.
If you fool around, take the WHITE sweatshirt off of her first. It's mine, and I don't like your cum nearly as much as she does.
May or may not have just lost a contact hanging out Anthony's sunroof. Drunk. Hint: I can only see out of one eye right now.
I noticed a trail of vomit coming up the drive way. You must be home
you gave a quesadilla a blow job with sour cream at Denny's.
They just broke the window so they could get in and smoke the taxi driver out...
Operation terrify all men while simultaneously make them fall in love with me is going quite swimmingly so far
I made the last cup in beer pong off the dude's hat. I also faintly remember rapping Forever by Drake during said game.
Still, being medically ordered to stuff things in your vagina is amazing.
ok but bondage is pretty much my easy mode
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
He's a security blanket. A security blanket who FUCKS.
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