I smell stomach acid.
I'm pretty sure that every show on ABC Family could be turned into a drinking game.
I GOT EATEN OUT IN A MERCEDES ON A TUESDAY NIGHT. I EARNED THIS SHIT.
She's coming to town, taking me to a Suns Game, wants Anal, and knows we're not going to date, I imagine this is what heaven is like
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
I keep having to talk dad out of putting tequila in the milkshakes.
Part of my whole not being a slut anymore involves not giving other peoples boyfriends blowjobs
Vodka shot parachutes
Fucking utilizing a thrid story dorm room
he pulled a $400 bottle of champagne out of the back part of his toiled and I was ready to blow him then and there
When someone comes out of your vagina and stomps on your dreams, you'll understand.
Well I sent him a pic of my vagina and sent back a pic of his puppy....so there's that
I had my room mate call my phone after last night and it was in an uncooked quesadilla
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
I remember yelling at him telling him that the strippers were "nice people."
For the love of all that is holy just take the tranquilizers Erica
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