Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
I'm questioning the dried chocolate syrup on my tits.
Its 6 am and me and the girl in the next apartment have been taking turns puking and yelling "never agaaaain" thru the walls.
No, we have matured. We've stopped having sex in front if his room mate.
All i know is we had 4 people on a tandum bike, and told the cops we couldnt stop because our momentum was so good.
Haha...we lost by one cup to a guy w shitty facial hair. What makes me most mad abt the loss is that I could grow a better beard on my vag.
He's a cat fanatic .. That was not in the fine print when we started fucking
I just want to have sex and eat oreos. and then take body shots. like everyday.
I am the kind of drunk to where i can still drive a golf cart
The paramedics said she just kept whispering "I just wanted to party"
We're too hungover to prance.
We were in a bathroom while 4 dudes compared dick piercings.
Buffalowww
That’s true love. If they recognize a chocolate mold of your anus.
You were sober bartending last night right?
Sorta. I remember you crying, ripping rose petals off the flower stem and slowly sprinkling them behind the bar at me and singing softly
Romantic
I brought coffee but not enough for the naked guy on your porch
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