So i decided to deal with the awkwardness of last night by making out with all three of them
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
I wonder how many times I can be hungover in one day
remember when I told you about my grandma asking me about my sex scars? Less comfortable than that
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
I wouldn't call that a crush. It was more of a minor brain aneurism.
Hooking up with him was lovely.. but waking up in his bed the next morning and finding double stuffed oreos... I mean.... I won
She has dubbed herself the Pied Piper of Penis and keeps yelling about getting Cocktober started... Will send pix soon
By talk him into it I assume you mean blow him into it.
Giiiirl. Just had a BM that almost killed me.
Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent
I'm gone to the point of literally hugging trees, partially for support, but also because I like them.
What kind of present accurately says to my male suitemate "I'm sorry that I accidentally flashed you my vagina while I was super drunk"?
My boss want to throw me an everclear birthday.
I think I just received the most dignified proposition of my life. From the father of the bride. Who'd have thought.
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