it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
So, I just sold my textbook to have money for Plan B.
you said you couldnt let go of the fence because your hand was molding to it.
I need to sleep with 3 more guys by midnight to meet my 2010 resolution..
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
he ate me out like he was chugging a beer.
My tits, and hanging out behind a hotel eating pizza.
Also I just learned you, Samantha, and I three-way made out at my Halloween party. News to me.
I walked by the two of them and mouthed "fuck me" based on there reaction I think they just came in their pants
Know what's awkward? Having a couple of moving guys watch while you detach the bondage cuffs from your bedframe, that's what.
I came in shy and timid. By the end of the night I hulked out broke two lamps, their coffee table, some plates, and still had sex.
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
Just threw up in the shower. Hangovers at 23 are the best.
you flipped over the sheets and there was my bed. filled with ding dongs.
you started putting peanut butter on your pubes.
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