it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
omg, he ripped it...he ripped my vagina...best. night. ever.
So after your 27th or so beer, you gave me songs you want to have used if you're ever on intervention.
I just gift wrapped bread.
Great, now justin bieber is gonna sing a song about chile
im vomiting on the 4th floor cause no one knows me there
please dont tell anyone i was drunk
you were publicly making out with a very old very spandex covered woman...they know
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
I feel like I just walked the hall of shame thru the marriott. Everyone stared.
I think it was the shoes and limping. Not the sex. I could b wrong.
he was grinding on you and dedicated the song "I'm in Love With a Stripper" to you then started taking his own clothes off
I've got to stop giving the gift of vagina for every occasion. I'm exhausted.
That's not fair! You can't come over after you just had sex and rub my dry spell in my face!
When he wakes up tomorrow with half shaved legs smelling like a preteens bathroom, I'm sure he will think he has had a great evening
He's attempting to seduce me with thanksgiving-themed sexual metaphors... It's working.
Not sure when or why this happened but I just stopped giving a shit about everything
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