I bruise way too easily for the kind of rough sex I want...
Then he told me he was proud of me for remembering that i blew him that night.. Maybe my drinking is getting out of hand.
I have now slept with people from more countries than Ive actually visited. Can we make this a game somehow? Like foreign fuck buddy bingo?
I brought his matress to the living room we're laying on it listening to rick james drinking vodka
I don't think I have but I might've died. If I have then come get me, I'm in the flower bed. And still game.
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
He looked at me and just said "moist". The entire party shut down from uncomfortableness. He is an anti-party wizard.
To be honest, waking up to 20 naked people in my house was not the weirdest thing to happen to me in the past 24 hours
I snapchatted him nudes and he didn't screenshot a single one of them because he's a gentleman.
Update: just imagined being dirty talked to in an Irish brogue and I think my vagina became a sentient being.
It's astonishing how many Ludacris lyrics you know
I got bit by a peacock. That's how hard shit went down last night.
Is there anything more American than getting day drunk and watching Hulk Hogan promos?
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
Right. Cuz nothing screams "You made it!" quite like selling your used underwear to strangers you met on the internet.
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