do all gilrs hav hair on thier vagaina ?
Don't drive home.
He's crying and calling me out on using him. It's awful. And I'm too drunk to leave.
Not till Sunday. I'm going to sleep in my car. And I know. This place is insane. Blood on the stAirs 5 dollar slices of pizza. A girl on our floor had a stroke.
Guess who won bingo at the senior center and is going to jail all in the same night?
Let's play a little game of "Last Night Never Happened"
No idea. I woke up in the middle of the night to you drooling and gnawing on my arm. Then you rolled over, punched the air 4 times, then proceeded to talk about your hair in your sleep.
She walked in on her brother jacking off and she hasn't been the same since. She's been crying and shaking non-stop. It's been two weeks.
Why is my drynk life bleeding into my real life
begin the sex magic rocket ship countdown
Singing high school musical songs with an old Russian woman I met on the bus. What are you doing?
I am in his childhood bedroom and I feel like his trophies are applauding me and his stuffed bunny is disgusted with me. Did you know he was a mathlete?
Either sorry for fondling you Saturday or thank you for letting me fondle you Saturday.
This is like a walk of shame down memory lane.
I think I just got booty called by someone I've never slept with or even really had a conversation with before.
I had to replace her wine with red vitamin water. So if she’s alive, you can thank me
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