i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
The guy I was getting with last night took off his purity ring mid-sex and threw it across the room.
Somewhere between catching the stove on fire and not being aware of it being on fire while I'm in the living room. I drank too much.
Apparently, his doctor was impressed with how well we took care of his leg. We're like the kings of naked triage.
i just remember doing it on a pile of clothes while i heard the muffled sound of his friend laughing. then i realized we were in a closet.
You dont lie about slip and slides
No one suspects that a sweet girl who is excited about her anniversary with her bf just blew her partner at work in a communal area a few hours ago, so its cool.
It feels like New Years Day all over again...me trying desperately not to throw up in the backseat & mom and dad blissfully unaware in the front
I didn't punch him it was just love coming out of my fist
You were drunk it couldn't have been that bad
I've never been drunk enough to enjoy getting a blister on my dick.
Woke up on the floor with shoes on my hands...I'd say it was a success
Note to Self: Never again eat a weed brownie by yourself two hours before a tornado warning in your exact location.
Fuck I think I want to but I don't think I should. Caught between should and wanting.
just follow your vagina
Quote of the day.
he came over last night and we fucked with the great british baking show on in the background. it was beautiful
Alan said you can come over and eat me out anytime you want, as long as we give him enough notice to hide in the closet before we arrive
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