I'm not sure which is worse. The fact that I slept with him last night, or the fact that you did too.
the trick is not to think about where her tounge has been.
The fact that I woke up with my panties on the counter and a piece of pizza stuck in my sheets is what scares me.
He did the "not my house dance." Apparently it involves spreading cereal on the floor and then grinding into the carpet in bare feet while singing "not my house" over and over and dancing.
I brought his matress to the living room we're laying on it listening to rick james drinking vodka
So on how many levels of wrong is it that I'm reconsidering my divorce simply because I don't want to go through getting used to shitting around someone again.
okay just a general question, but if i got arrested, who here would bail me out. this is important.
I have learned that if you don't want to hook up with the guy who walked you home, food is great compensation.
I got head this morning from the 31-year-old version of Jenn. It was like a blow job from the future while a simultaneous blast from the past for 10 minutes.
It's snowing in May and there was a law school party at the strip club. The end is near.
He's two decades older than you. Remember how you said you wish you lived in the 70s? HE DID.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
OK... But I need to shower first because I'm covered in stuff I definitely shouldn't have slept in
nyquil+orgasm=very intense and oddly interesting
Shotgunning beers in the shower. Mom would be proud.
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