That was rough. We had a 50% puke rate and 100% still drunk rate at lunch
i did make 45 jello shots and that makes me feel more productive then any paper would
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
He's a good guy, we stopped by his old church.
And you didn't burst into flames?
It's not like I'm never gonna put out again. I'm a sure thing. I promise.
I need a gatorade, my back cracked, my crimper, my shot glass, a sock of rice and an explanation.
You did this to yourself.
It's totally ok to sleep with him. The only place I have feelings for him is in my vagina.
And now I'm drinking leftover wine in the grad lounge because fuck my life
Yes she scared me. She had NIPPLE CLAMPS ATTACHED TO A STUN GUN.
They were so big her bra clasped in the front. Didn't even know those existed.
Bought pregnancy tests in bulk off amazon. Kinda feel insulted that it asked if I wanted to subscribe for regular shipments.
That moment when a stripper is the one that makes the two of you have to define the status of your relationship...
He was cheering for me from the end of the bar as I sloppily ate a Ruben sandwich. It made me feel really special.
Yeah I know my dick is weird, but I've surprisingly had a lot of fun with it.
Randomize
