i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled "dibs!"...
matt is drinking blue powerade and it looks like he has hypothermia. i can't take this kid anywhere.
he wouldnt have sex with me because his guild had a misson on world of warcraft.
Grape juice and vodka is NOT wine.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
he's from indiana, of course he's clueless about "g-spots"
who has that picture of us looking like alcoholics at the zoo?
it's like getting dryhumped by a chainsaw in the very best possible way
As sure as my left ball is bigger then my right. We will have our moment.
Oh yeah, found out i got it from my boyfriend's wife. Thanks though.
You can't say "my boobs are wonderful" and not expect my drunken subconscious to focus on wanting to see them. Btw-can I see them?
They came over the loud speaker and said "no laying on the dance floor.." I thought i was dancing, but apparently that's just the way it started out.
he would snap chat his dick as like Harry Potter
I think all three of us just need to suck it up and go to lunch with him to keep our bar tab down
I haven't gotten this high alone in a long time. I keep looking at the cat waiting for her to say something.
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