she was drooling, sharted in her sleep, rolled over stuck her hand under the covers pulled it back out, smelled it and moaned and rolled back over. i almost added puke to the disgusting bodily fluid category.
I'm too hungover for some lady to talk to me about potatoes
his dog just threw up on me too. its like im a throwup magnet to that family.
Nothing says "I'm a sorority girl" like puking at 830 in the am, wearing my anti-hazing pin, and getting ready for a tea party.
The higher i get, the less gay he looks, and the more i want to make out with him. This is dangerous.
I'll be a little late, "getting ready for the party" turned into "smoking a bowl and doing lines in my room for an hour and a half." But I'm on my way now. With coke. And weed.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
No. I either had a 6 minute orgasm or I had so many I lost count. I'm still not sure.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
You ran into the tattoo shop screaming PIERCE MY TITIES
I wouldn't call us friends exactly. Honestly I just hang out with him so I can hit on his girlfriend. They won't last long, and I'll be there to pick up the scraps
After last night I am convinced that you are the human embodiment of alcoholism and bad decisions.
passed out on bart again and decide to bike home. biked thru a goat farm of angry goats, biked on the freeway, got stopped by the cops, and sat shotgun in the squad car while the officer driving got a video on his iphone of his partner riding my bike on the freeway.
I took out a life ins. policy Thursday. It's okay I can die in Nashville now.
Sitting in the dr office she literally looked at my throat and goes have you been having oral intercourse
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