he fingered my asshole thinking it was my vag...I couldn't bring myself to tell him, mostly from shame for me and pity for him
I can practically hear my vag and my conscience fighting.
No room in fridge, chilling wine in snow. Do NOT let the dog pee on it.
the awesomeness of being snowed in wore off after we ran out of beer and we realized we really didnt want to be stuck with everyone.
Is it awkward to ask someone I've slept with to officiate my wedding?
i don't know. but im upstairs in the closet with a burger i found in their fridge
I can't in good conscience help you bag a Catholic girl who isn't at least a 7.
This weekend has taught me that sometimes, being buried under a mattress is the safest place in the room.
Just don't eat pie out of the sink. It's a real blow to the self esteem.
What happened to the good old days when we whispered the words beer pong and people came running?
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
I woke up the other day with my Google browser open to "DIY lip injections"... I also just received a vial of hyaluronic acid and a package of TB syringes from amazon. I'm down.
I will have no part of this.
This is stupid. I am not getting knocked up from fucking in his backseat behind a starbucks. I refuse.
Its was awkward last year cuz in the middle of it her mom bust In the room with noise makers and champagne
He pulled out a Plan B pill and handed it to me as I left like it was a party favor. God Bless America.
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