I need to shower the guilt off of my thighs.
It's like sexual therapy. We hooked up. And now were talking about our recent breakups.
Emoooo
We made a late night liquor run, made margaritas and bloody marys and then retreated to opposite sides of the house to drink them. Alone.
You guys make me sad
You misspelled jealous there
What I wanna know is who took a picture eiffel towering her?
Woke up this morning with seven juice boxes under my pillow and an empty box of condoms In my pocket. Good night.
puking in a sink with a garbage disposal Fucking. Rules. It's like you're punishing your puke when you're done.
He will. He has no choice. What's he gonna do? Find a better fuck buddy? We both know that's not possible. I'm the ideal friend with benefit. Minus snoring and uneven tits.
He fucked me so hard I had an asthma attack. I'm like the sickly poster child for celibacy.
For only eating leftover pizza for breakfast today, you sure do have a lot to vomit up...
I think I reached some stage of aging, have a sore/injured shoulder from sex, next up carpal tunnel from sexting.
My vag hurts but I feel vindicated
That is an interesting emotion combo
Our host-mom was rubbing her back sympathetically going "muy bien, chica" while she puked on the beach. So yeah, I think we got the best one.
Sangria Flip Cup was probably one of our worse drunken decisions
If I can ever get control of my legs I will be home. Thanks... and again sorry about your bed.
I'm totally picking out my shrooming outfit and blankets right now
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