They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
And then she started grabbing onto random guys legs, asking their names, and if they wanted to be friends... Haha, I love when the girls my ex's are dating are total drunken whores.
there's nothing like the elf drinking game to get me in the christmas spirit.
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
I just woke up in his house on his bathroom floor with an IV in my arm.
You slow clapped the stripper last night.
This is why I can't have Wednesdays.... Or adult decisions.
ders ninda duuude pooring goden shots ov glory. I see em an i dont but there hear.
are you attempting voice recognition while drunk again?
My love will cover her like lulu lemon yoga pants. Casually supportive and always complimenting your Ass.
If we accept the love we think we deserve do we also accept the sex we think we deserve?
she definitely didn't appreciate it when you justified bringing her home by yelling to me "fat bitches need love too"
I achieved maximum drunk last night. It was pretty extreme. Woke up on a couch, outside, in a suit
you put your dick on my shoulder this morning like it was a fucking parrot
Just bought shot glasses from the thrift store. I think the guy buying a winter coat was even judging me.
Never thought I’d use my computer science degree for teledildonics, but here I am
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