Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
okay so using the row boat as a giant snow sled probably wasn't the best idea.
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
Just purchased ketchup, body wash, and lube. Hope you're ready for the post-memorial-day-cookout-shower-anal.
You were crying and singing wanted dead or alive while trying to eat cold soup, I think that pathetic is an understatement
should I tell them that both of them had sex with me last Saturday? it might be a relationship builder type of thing you know?
whoa! who said he's my boyfriend?
Oops. Sorry. That guy you keep accidentally running into in public. And at home. And with your vagina.
Do you think if 10 year old us knew that we would be passing out in a McDonalds after a hefty night of drinking, and 23 McChickens, they'd change anything?
No. You don't want this. When I threw up last night, it was so intense I went blind for about 3 seconds.
i don't think i have enough personality to make it through this date sober.
you know you're a stoner girl when you get a callus from your grinder
I think it was a low point but honestly at this point I've had so many that my life is like a valley
Mid-fucking he screams "YOU CAN'T VOTE FOR TRUMP"
Would it be weird if i sent him a "happy fuckiversary" text?
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