So just talked to them hahah i like that people sat there and watched as you two made out... They said they even had to refill their beers
Climbing onto the roof in a dress and high heeled boots was probably not the best idea, especially after all that Bacardi.
So here i am dipping ice cream in my vodka and watching the bad girls club on demand. This is not ok
I'm going to see if it catches on fire again, then I'll make the decision.
Sometimes I wish I could open my skin and just take a little peek at my liver. You know, just to see if it's rotten yet or still perfect looking.
We'll I told him I wanted to keep it PG last night, but then later I asked him to take his pants off. So i'm guessing it was my fault.
I'd say you were a shitshow. Playing floating beer pong in the pool you kept filling other people's cups with pool water and laughing to yourself.
I'm reffing a fight in Fight Club I don't even know what I'm doing
So, I'm drinking, and I put my head down in the table. The cat jumped up to check on me, I have a cat sober monitor.
They're basically the Kennedys. This is the family I fucked in to. I'm so proud of my vagina as much as it feels shitty for my heart.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
Damn it. Can't order pizza. Can't do the hot tub. No one to invite over for loud, kinky sex. What's the point of being here alone?!
Is it fucked up to venmo someone for plan-b?
I swear to god he thought my ass was a bag of wine last night.
I think he may actually care that I call him slampiece instead of his real name. Who knew he had feelings?
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