It doesn't have to be a walk of shame...just pretend he took you to breakfast.
No one shows this much boob at breakfast
he wanted me to dress up like someone from lord of the rings. I dumped him.
I just past a guy who was biking and double fisting wit glass beer bottles. That is what i call talent
at the last minute we also decided to throw an egg in the beer bong. and he drank it, shell and all.
Almost made out with Amanda but I told her "I'm in a committed fake lesbian relationship with Laura. I can't."
The couch is in the bathroom. I don't understand how that is even possible. I couldnt even fit that shelf thingy through the door. Come help. I am about to pee my pants.
I remember doing shots of gin, then I have this strange memory of us making out in the womens room at waffle house.
I regret none of it.
you can't let guys come on your chest and then hog my blanket
Watching Rudolph while stoned is practically a religious experience.
My FitBit tracked the calories I burned during sex. Hello 2015!
He just didn't want his drunk dick pulled out of his windbreaker at the family party
I was sitting here smiling wondering why i'm so fucking happy at work. cookie has kicked in
He couldn't undo my bra. He ended up breaking the clasp he clawed at it so long. We met on Tinder for God sake
I possibly am a tad bit not really but maybe slightly intoxicated.
snapping my married booty call and next thing I know a plan b ad pops up
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