I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
all a guy has to do is give me sprinkles and cookies and they can get me in bed
Thank you, bloody toiletpaper I found in the hamper. I was worried that today was going to be boring.
Hey, did you take me to hospital last night?
It's kind of hard to say bye to you when you fall asleep on the bar..
I just took my birth control on the way to class with a 1/2 melted jello shot I happened to find in my purse from Friday night. I told you I was going hard this year.
They wear helmets and mouth pieces when they drink...u down?
Bonding with my year old cousin over the fact that we both shit ourselves. Babysitting like a bosss
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
It sucks laughing and vomiting at the same time, trust me. I kind of remember
There no better feeling of self control than stopping yourself before telling your girlfriend she gives head just like her sister.
Sure go ahead and start this 'business' with him...just don't come crying to me when you have to fake your own death in two years
But no. So do not give him one damn penny. Unless they are in a sock and you are hitting him with it.
That's so awful of me. Instead of comforting her I masturbated in front of my ex-boyfriend.
Give me a few. Gonna ride the rollercoaster.
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