C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
Had a dream I was a monkey and smoked pot out of a bong made out of a tree
was his dick as big as our hopes and dreams?
That's fun. I just masturbated and I swear my vagina creaked.
Remind me never to take that much Vicodin ever again. I laid in bed measuring my heart rate for an hour and a half because I was afraid it would stop.
i'm having taco bell mild sauce and tums for breakfast because i'm hungover and thats all i can find. it's like thanksgiving up in here
Ski vacations are for hooking up with randoms. It's like I don't even know you
someone wrote my own number down on my hand and then call me.
I think I'm going to give him a welcome back to single life blow job
I don't think I bit anyone but I woke up to scrapes knees, bruises and new friends.
Just rode a bull topless for a free bar tap for a month
Another thing to add to the list of things not to do while I'm drunk......explain to the upstairs neighborr how to have quiet orgasams......she now thinks I want to be part of a threesome......fuck my life
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
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