It's like sleeping with someone you met at a karaoke bar. It's never okay.
champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
my life has come down to walking through campus and wondering if every guy is the random i made out with saturday
you two started sword fighting with 3 ft tall spruce trees you pulled out of planters
There's always the 'not have sex with the drunk girl I just met at some party' option.
That was the plan but Tequila showed up at the party too.
No hurry on coming over. My body currently wants everything on the inside to be on the outside. But really. Don't hurry.
He's living a porn movie. He's slept with a waitress at her work for lunch, a bar tender at the bar that night, and the cleaning lady the next morning.
My drug dealer just asked me to go see Les Mis on Christmas. Should I be worried this is some type of musical set-up?
Nothing bonds a father and daughter like washing her puke off the front steps
That hot guy i showed you guessed my exact bra size. I want to have his tan babies.
Nothings harder than putting on a frozen condom.. or should I say softer
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
It's something I can't competently describe without making sex sounds.
I wonder what dick looks like without astigmatism?
They offered me pot brownies in 7 minutes flat. Imagine my horror when I had to be like, are those gluten free?
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