Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
Well we ran into the cornfields when the cops got there. We'd been hiding in there for 45 mins when he asks me "So this wasn't exactly how I'd planned this but I thought I'd ask. How do you feel about oral sex?"
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
i just remember pinky promising you guys to take care of him.
They wouldn't let me go to sleep at the police station while I was waiting to bail u out. YOU OWE ME
He went 'unicorn hunting' and lost a fight with a fence. That's how he ended up in the ER.
He ate me out in the forest at that park we used to hit my bong in highschool again, somehow this isn't what I pictured being 25 would be like
Even though he had a fractured vertebrae, the sex was still phenomenal. Better than normal actually. I hope the vertabrae never heals.
Nothing is worse than post drunken playoff baseball loss sex
Just saw some dude tumble down the stairs of the bar while leaving...fist pump...and then sprint down the road
My boyfriend sold my favorite shoes right off my fucking feet last night outside the bar. It might have played a part in our breakup today.
An d I'd rather cry while putting a waffle in my mouth than cry on my pillow, ya feel me?
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
quickly learned not to sleep with your roommate and work colleague in the same week
Bahahah I should. I’m the free range drunk girl who should clearly not be free range because who knows what kind of fuckery I would get into
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