I sent you an email today but due to work restrictions, I had to misspell choke sex
we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
i woke up on my kitchen floor, halfway through a text, and my mascara running... this is why i stopped drinking tequila
What'd you guys eat?
Literally everything that was frozen.
I heard from multiple reliable sources that she doesn't have a gag reflex. Of course I'm going to try to go home with her.
when a girl feels in her heart, the way she feels in her vagina, anything is possible.
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
Best part: she drunkenly told me I'm dangerous then slurred to my parents that I should watch out in case I fall in love with her. Then she mounted a pinata
Would it be sharing too much to tell you that my nipples hurt so much that I couldn't comfortably go down the stairs?
It's almost like a boob-text, but it's not. Because it was live. And you were showing a bunch of people.
Between having seen you naked and interpreting your values based on the occasional political FB post, you're no stranger for sure.
I just thought about how many drinks I had last night and threw up.
He somehow obtained a megaphone and managed to scare away the out-of-control house party—the house party that HE started, by the way— by pretending to be the police.
There are 6 of us in a mini cooper and his maid is in the trunk...she needed a ride.
i asked your drunk ass where the fuck you were going and you screamed “WENDY’S BITCH”.
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