hey what are you doing
hooking up with some marlborough girl. shes gorgeous!
i texted you because i like you, and i told my freinds you were my fiance. but sine we're not dating you're not cheating and i'm pathetic
They call it the Collection Couch because all 4 room mates have slept with at least 3 different girls on it. He tried to seal the deal with "would you like to be number 14?"
And sadly I did.
It was an awkward 3some. I took her from behind while he just made out with her.
Apparently there was a point in the night that they literally thought he was dead, ass naked on the floor. That bad.
No. If you are gonna end this, you are gonna do it right. Not by getting bombed and falling on a strange penis. That was the old you.
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
It wasn't so much a one night stand as much as one night she puked on my nightstand.
Is it frowned upon to bring a flask to the er?
I saw a groundgog last night outside my back door. I now have a new wedding gift idea.
Have you had sex with a man from New Zealand? No? Then your input is invalid.
If I die here, tell my vagina and my cats that I'm sorry.
Oh lord. I have no recollection. I just got up. Surveying the damage. Found phone with messages out by pool. Still have not located my top or determined when i stopped wearing it
I just read my D.A.R.E. essay from 5th grade. I'm having mixed feelings about my previous life choices right now.
A lady played my boobs as if they were drums. It's been that kinda night.
I kicked down a wall in rage and found a door behind the drywall. Once again vandalism solves all my problems.
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