problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
good thing vaginas are great cup holders
literally every day that goes by where he doesn't talk to me makes me more determined to get him to have sex with me
MCAT status: Day 64, no longer can remember what sex is like.
Said he made a playlist for taking a shit. only two songs on it are the Star Wars theme and "America, fuck yeah" set to repeat.
Last night she showed me how to clean my bowl and now she's drunk making peanut butter filled cookies. Best. Roommate. Ever.
I don't even know. I woke up to a text from someone named Vick saying he was 'legit worried' that I had herpes.
How do you not remember seeing the kid from our chem lab table and repeatedly yelling "lab partners for life!" at him?
He is just a personification of a vodka hangover.
Yes. Sex with questionable women, and made of potatoes.
he told me he could still feel the blowjob i gave him last year
wow. THAT good huh
I just dropped $300 on lingerie. He better rip this off with his teeth.
It has been so long since I got any action that I have decided to change my vagina's name from "the chamber of judgement" to "the cave of forgotten dreams".
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
Do not tell me I cant do drunk math ever again, AND I made a creative way of telling him I want him to fuck me.
The ass gains better be worth it
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