it felt great physically, but AWFUL morally.
Stop blaming waffle house for all your problems
it was like getting a handjob from robocop
Literally been drinking for 10 hours. Hammered. Roasted chestnuts fell out of my shirt earlier.
Going out so taking the 2nd 1/2 of beer w/ me ont'tube in a Pringles tube. I give money to people on the street that have more self respect.
I'm mentally preparing my vagina for this semester. It's fucking welcome week. I'm going to be talking to her all night.
Well duh, alcohol and getting fucked up are the world's common languages.
It was more like a tour de entire bottle of wine in 14 minutes
I want to own their dicks and all the attachments
There was a time I was reining queen of Sunday funday... And at that same time I also weighed 20 pounds more, had the morale of a spearmint rhino stripper, and woke up most mornings asking more questions than fucking Barbara Walters. I think I just wrote my own epitaph.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
Plus you get to call him out on being a dick. It's more satisfying than ever sex I've ever had.
so how was it...?
sadly not as impressive as one might expect from a division one athlete. he lacked the stamina i had hoped for, and by lacked i do mean he fell asleep while he was still inside me. an epic wtf moment, i know.
Yeah. We're taking this fuck buddy relationship to the next level. Sober weekday sex.
I learned three things this morning. Don't get out of my car without my keys, don't let a girl paint my nail unless I'm getting laid by said girl, and lastly I learned how to break into my own car.
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