I woke up with a crunchy, pink Pepto streak through my hair, no recollection of the last 6 hours of my night and the feeling that all the hotel's staff knew me on a first name basis.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
Dude I still wanna know who I had sex with on new years eve
My mom made me chili for when I get home from the bar. Those are the standards I expect you to live up to
You couldn't hold yourhead up but you managed to unzip my zipper. That's skill..
I'm not sure, 7-8, the last bit was a rush of at least three blended together. Basically you fucked me so stupid that I can't even recall the number of orgasms.
So you know, I'm making that my facebook status.
Two words. Shotgunning Cognac.
This has already gotten way out of hand
When one is stoned and browsing online dating profiles all men sound like serial killers.
I got tossed from adult league soccer for telling a 55 year old I'd break his hip. I'm a productive member of society
I'm not finished with being a sloppy white girl alcoholic. I didn't postpone having a husband and kids for sober weekends.
"I licked someones beard, because I can."
I've been sleeping with the same person for about two months now, I think I know a little bit about stability and commitment.
Soooo you know how I said I was trying to be a rational adult? Well that led to me fucking a rational adult today.
Good new is, my parents are alive. Better news they will be in the hospital all weekend. Best news is im having a house party. All weekend.
I'm sorry, but the bed has won this battle. I got up, changed my shirt, combed my hair, put on some deodorant, and then looked at my bed and got back in
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