I'm pretty sure I'm almost gay. Like, I'd do it if I had no choice. Like, if i were in prison I'd try it.
I guess I should mention that I have already fucked the Fed Ex guy.
That changes everything.
Based on the pics I have taken of hookups while they were passed out or sleeping, I have scientifically concluded that no two vagina lips are the same. They are like snowflakes.
Apparently, "please don't I have to be in court tomorrow" is not a valid excuse for a girl to abstain from giving a massive hickey.
All I know is that I woke up with my pajamas on inside out in front of a bowl of watered down kd. Sitting up. I didn't even make it to bed.
We had sex twice and at Wendy's how dare you diminish that.
Should I have spent my entire pay check on Crown Royal and LSD? No. Do I regret it? Also, no.
I gave him a bj as a thank you for helping. I think that's good.
I feel as though my head has drastically changed shape
I just watched videos of people getting puppies and crying, I cried too. Definitely still drunk
There's lube on my homework. #priorities
Oh BTW the next time I see you I don't care where we are your dick will be going into some part of my body.
Realization: many of my behaviors would lead to me being stoned to death in a lot of foreign countries. God bless America.
There was already gay porn open on my laptop with a tiny carrot cake, a bottle of water, and a note saying "I love you, Sober Me."
Drunk me just hits it and quits it.
She sent a group text pic called "Assemble" of his dick next to her forearm.
I'm down.
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