So I've been drinking and I told the bf about the gf he almost fell of his chair
My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
So I'm pretty sure I fucked the dept of homeland security guy on my kitchen table. No recollection of it, but there are signs.
Her husband keeps getting drunk and making out with me. Good news is I found the strep carrier. Bad news is have strep again.
you threatened to puke on the table cause they didnt serve eggs Benedict
I woke up to blood crusted on my face. I don't understand
team rage. no explanation necessary
The guys had to come into the bar bathroom and pep talk us all off the floor
Sitting in the library studying = googling how to get laid in the library.
And on the subject of embracing my inner whore, I had two different dicks in my mouth yesterday. Friend, it's official. I'm completely outta control.
It's only slutty if you don't have his number. Unless there's a full moon. Then anything goes.
It was so small.
Tiny. Got to love sexting. Imagine finding out the old fashioned way.
After we had sex he began to tell me the craziest places he's had sex. He told me KFC bathroom so I rolled over and went to sleep.
I woke up this morning next to my computer with Google search results for "how to put out a fire."
I'm very scared to turn around.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
The most awkward thing in the morning is seeing your teacher's dick right before you go to his class.
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