So I fucked an Aussie broad with huge feeders last nite 2x... Before banging her she was blowin me & I thought: "SHE IS GOIN DOWN-UNDER ON ME". Laughed out loud
I just sneezed everywhere.....everywhere. Now no one will talk to me.
I woke up in my own vomit, a chunk of cactus in my thigh, shirtless, with jons mom poking at me with a glass of dr pepper and a talk about god....damn alcohol
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
someone lit off fireworks while I puked in the street. I was like congratulating me for making it through homecoming.
coming from the girl bound and determined to pee in the snow
why would you restrict a girl of that
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
Apparently I walked up to him, mumbled something incoherently, then started to make out with him. Why does this always happen.
Tequila me may have very bluntly told him that I wanted to touch his abs.
His tongue was like Jesus himself was blessing my boobs for eternal ecstasy.
I'm not so sure Jesus approves of such activities, but ok.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
Apparently, "please don't I have to be in court tomorrow" is not a valid excuse for a girl to abstain from giving a massive hickey.
I just realized that the first thing he ever bought me was Plan B.
He called me dainty, then fucked me like the Viking God he is.
I think people are normalizing furries
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