This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
So I finally got the Patron washed off my boobs.
he kept refering to his penis as the "eternal sunshine"
He came on my face and told me I looked like a gingerbread house.
we were doing it doggy-style and i felt him pop that pimple on my back.I have mixed feelings about it
I just found a bagel and a condom in my coat pocket. I love blackouts
i'm sick of coming in second next to bourbon.
there's no way I could forget finding someone else's hand in my pants
It's not that he's ugly its just that being blind folded makes everything less awkward
I run into you far too many times while completely stoned and/or drunk for this not to be fate. It's like god is telling you to fuck me.
It has been happening a lot lately.
I had a glass of wine for breakfast. It's gonna be a rough week.
The sex may be the only reason I like him. I've confused the multiple orgasms for feelings.
does having sex with an episode of House playing in the background count as studying for my MCAT?
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
I really want to stop getting this drunk. I've got the Sunday scaries and it's only Saturday
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