I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
let's skip the party, and just play drunken wii, again. its time to give my vag a break.
Thats the last thing I remember and then I woke up in this Dutch kids dorm and he was taking a picture of me while I was sleeping
Every time I get scared about the fact that I'm falling for him I remember that he juggles and is hung like a mastadon and everything is a-ok.
i got two bottles of merlot and sorrows to drown, you in??
All I want to do is fuck in the bell tower before it leave this school. Is that too much to ask?
She clicked her fingers, said "here boy!", and pointed at her vagina.
I have to answer enough questions about you, I don't need your uterus tossed in the conversation.
The sex was so bad. I kept sending people snapchats of my face during it.
Handcuffs are allowed in carry on luggage :) just checked
Pre-chapter meeting quote: "Why is there a bun literally taped to the shelf? That doesn't even make sense when you're drunk, who does that?"
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
Sooo, did you delete me cause I said I wouldn't babysit you while you did shrooms? You're a grown man.
Your dick is the only reason I have motivation to come back to school today
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