Hey guys, just to let you know, I have a boyfriend...so that hookup was kind of a one time thing.
was that a mass text??
new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
I just had a flashback to last nights party, I'm pretty sure I told most of the people there that I post a masturbation schedule for an iCal download.
I hope my sperm were as drunk as I was.
I just need to know if he's either really genuine about being in my life or being in my vagina.
She passed out in the backyard, making "face down" snow angels ... so they could have a smile.
you came here, splled a bunch of margaritas, hung up a picture of yourself and then left
We didn't have sex but he is somehow naked and laying on top of me. his dick is touching my leg and freaking me the fuck out.
Vague recollection of me ripping your shirt off at the bar... I hope I asked first, otherwise that's real rude.
He started screaming "fuck me I'm Ryan Gosling" and proceeded to pick up the smallest guy at the party and carry him to bed.
I never actually go in the club. I get in line, hit on a chick, and convince her to come drink all she wants for free at my house.
I dont know how I should feel about you making a 37 year old come visit you and then making him do the walk of shame from your dorm room...through campus
Then we woke up and they shouted "Emergency Vodka!!" and that's how we got redrunk.
I'm gonna forget you just shared your personal blowjob aesthetic with me and move on
So apparently I tried texting you last night to tell you I wasn't coming home, but all I had typed were lyrics from Evita
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