I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
High as balls & about to be tanning. Helloooo 15 minute vacay.
Drinking bud light and eating rice cakes...this is the closest to getting in shape for spring break as its going to get.
gettin drunk isnt as much fun when i can use my own id for it
He then proceeded to tell me about his enlarged lymph nodes, his"severe" case of blue balls.
Like... Chilling at home with a movie, hang out? Or have sexual intercourse in the backseat if his car, hang out?
So the bros are yelling at another bro to get that dildo off the roof. And there is indeed a dildo looking object on the roof.
I had sex on a sidewalk in downtown Chicago... I don't think I have anymore morals to lose.
Multi-day drunkenness is to binge drinking as black diamonds are to skiing. They're tough and confusing and you hurt afterwards, but you did it and you probably got an alright story along the way.
Also day 6: dick is healed and ready to go back to work.
I puked into my skirt and then had to carry it to the bathroom and dump it out, Lmfao and it was like 2pm
I woke up on a different floor than I went to sleep on. Can't find my shoes.
Speaking of which.. there's underwear in my backseat and Arby's cheese sauce on my door handle. So much for my new Volvo bringing out my classy side.
I still think he’s a fuckboy but he’s nice to me when I’m over.\nLike sets alarms for me in the morning and always makes sure I cum.
i think we reached that point in our drunkenness where even the creeps found us intolerable
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