hi i'm bored and kind of... in a sort of dirty mood
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no i'm at a mixer dressed up as the teenage mutant ninja turtles
my computer doesn't work...
why?
i puked on it last night
how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
I asked him where the store BJ's was and he unzipped his pants.
He's only a little bit crosseyed.
I think this is one situation where "a little bit" doesn't mean much.
I'm hungover as fuck. My vagina hurts. I locked my keys in my car. It's about 93* outside. We're having sex in the pool when I get home
I think the multiple Sunday morning sirens outside my window are a plot by the cops to get back at me for the shit we pulled last night. Or I should move to a better area.
I basically have a picture with a half naked foreign exchange student. He kept screaming rolltide and i felt like a traitor
I watched you fall asleep, sitting up, eating a cinnamon roll. You proceeded to wake up...smile at your cinnamon roll, ask it how it got into your hand and then began eating it again. You asked me if you were ridiculous last night, define ridiculous.
I got laxative. And a toothbrush. Because who wants to buy just laxative on a Friday night?
Need to spend sober time with him while fully clothed. I can't decide if he's a seriously amazing man or a complete fucking dickbag.
This is me not judging you for what a fine line you draw between the two.
Not only did my parents pick me up from his hotel room in the morning, but he also came outside and had a casual little chat with my dad through the driver's side windrow.
I just woke up on the living room floor at my parents house. The last thing I remember was making a scene at Buffalo Wild Wings because our waitress "Sent the game into overtime" with a 0-0 score
we went to go get waffles and then i sucked his dick in a parking lot. average tuesday.
I want to start a guest book for my bed room so when dudes leave they can write a review
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