the only reason I knew his name is because half way through I looked up and it was tatooed on his chest.
Skipped a towel and decided to spit the cum into his face. I now owe him new contacts.
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
Are you still at the party or did I leave?
Btw, I'm creating an event on fb to celebrate the one yr anniversary since we went to jail.
I found my underwear on the sidewalk 8 blocks from her house while on my walk of shame. I also found our beer bag and a full beer in the bush.
Tell him I'm the girl who was excited he spoke English. Then ask him where he picked me up from.
I opened up my wallet and it was filled with puke.
Just took an adderall with a shot of tequila while doing my makeup in the parking lot at work before I go in. I'm also late. They're so lucky to have me.
This conversation has now reached a level of awkward that even a passerby streaking hobo couldn't break.
I cnant read. Cheetos goen. Help. Grt Cheetos.
Yeah I mean once a gun is being waved around, its probably a good time to leave the party
But the music was sooo good
Now just crop his dad out and add it to the spank bank.
And I hope you're not misinterpreting us fucking as me trying to win you back. The sex is good and girls have needs.
I seriously just had to blow dry my thong.
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