I think I'm in Tiajuana
You are not in Tijuana. I saw you an hour ago
I could be
soo I had sex last night and he wore a condom, pulled out sans condom. we looked everywhere and couldnt find it, even in my vag. so Im in the library at school and I googled it and it gave me "gentle digging" techniques, and sure enough, found it. ew. I'll be purchasing Plan B after class.
First time i ever had an awkward silence during sex.
You have proved your worthiness to join me on the quest of taking shots at every academic building on campus by showing up drunk to our test at 12:30 today
He threw up. He never throws up. It was like finding out superman cant fly anymore. I was so sad for him.
He had to carry me to the car. But then sat with me and waited for me to sober up enough to have sex. He's a keeper.
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
After the nose/jizz incident i think our relationship can handle anything.
I take pleasure in knowing how many gallons of booze we've put away in comradery.
I think we should measure in "bathtubs"
I feel like despite his sleaziness I could be friends with this man. he just sent me a picture of his dog's balls.
You aren't truly friends with someone until you play drinking games via text at 8:30 in the morning.
THIS IS THE 11TH FUCKING COFFEE TABLE THAT YOU AND RICHARD CRASHED THROUGH.
I'm surprised me and Richard survived 11 of your coffee tables.
YOU TWO ARE BUYING ME A NEW ONE I AM PISSED.
I hate him but I love him for what he does which is me
Thanks for leaving me with drunk gabby
Hahahaha why what's happening?
She's sending me morse code through the wall....typical
If he ever pulls my hair again, I'm going to conveniently have lock jaw. Then he can decide whether pain during sex is still fucking appealing.
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