I tried to cut him off and he said "I was the president of a fraternity for 3 years, I could outdrink God."
His foreplay reminded me too much of breastfeeding.
I like when I have the chance to say normal things like 'I know her from college' vs 'I did a ton of blow with her one night at Studio B.'
24 hours later and my vagina is still tingling. That good.
Why is there a blood-covered "sorry about your stuff" note stapled to my door?
Called Jeff last night and told him I wanted to have sex in the airport terminal. Blackout Brooke definitely came out last night.
I'm spoon feeding myself tequila for breakfast, should we skip class today?
Dude, fuck the siberian warm up. You can't put vodka in hot chocolate. Learn from my mistakes
its amazing there are so many photos of me and him separately, since most of that party time was spent sneaking away to fuck upstairs...
if all that ever happens for the rest of forever is drinking wine and eating popcorn, ill be okay
i spent my morning giving relationship advice to the kid i had sex with on a kitchen table this weekend
It was one of those "how did I get to my bed and what am I wearing" mornings.
I'm right down the road from AJ's old house and I'm getting mixed feelings. My vagina is remembering good dick. But the rest of me is remembering horrible times.
I need to immerse myself in a tub of peroxide to kill whatever traces of him are on me.
My dad just invited me to smoke a blunt with him. Parent-child bonding at its finest (and highest).
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