last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
i'm forgoing the post-coitus cuddling sesh to ask u this :when he says he loves me and all i can think to say is either "cool" or "i love boning you," what do i do?
you woke up, pulled a beer bottle out of your pants..took a drink and went back to sleep.
I wish we had a justin bieber to wanna fuck when we were younger... But noooo we just had hanson
she had a my little ponys comforter. i left when she went to the bathroom
Sorry for calling you a whore in front of your mom. World cup brings the worst out of me.
He was taking the caps off the vodka bottles and throwing them out the window so we'd have to finish them. Engineers have the best logic.
Tempting. But I already used the alcohol poisoning excuse at work this month. No way he would believe it a second time...
Excuse me, but I got friendzoned and all I could think about was the fact that I didn't have my underwear back on yet.
woke up in the back seat of my car with a naked chick and my brother tapping on the window. yup, what a night
Come share oat with me in your robe
I have no idea what happened last night, but my pee is neon green.
Serious question: is he hot or is my vagina just that barren?
If we hadn't just agreed to no commitment, i'd totally propose right now. Best. Fuckbuddy. Ever.
Pillow talk?
can't do it. no eye contact either.
Where have you been all my life
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