Buhtt sex?
Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
i opened her purse and found 4 bottles of vodka tampons and an unopened box of birth control...
I called the bar to ask if they found my Id and credit card and they remembered me as 'the girl who signed her receipt in blood'
yep. it's official. for $40 they will let you lick the stripper pole.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
I'll just tell her I'm here with you picking out a buttplug for her to say "I'm sorry".
its not you its me. and by that i mean i am more interested in having random one night stands with random hot girls then having the same normal sex with u.
It feels kinda weird thanking you for sucking my dick, but I just don't know what else to do right now
The cab driver was nice enough to let you finish your beer in the car, but you crossed the line when you started to pee in the empty bottle
He's gonna do me a solid for doing her a solid. It's like pay it foward. But with sex.
The last thing I remember is trying to chug the rest of the everclear, running through a fence, and laying down in the snow. I hurt.
I took it as a sign from the lord above that she wanted me to creep on these men.
I just got baptized.
Drunkenly skinny dipping in a indoor hotel pool is not okay and does not count as a baptism.
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