i now know from two sources i am better at making out and giving head than she is. and not by a little either.
he said i look beautiful when i cum. i think i'm in love.
Highlight of the day: realizing the man in the car next to mine was getting road head... at 2:45pm... nicely done sir, nicely done.
Apparently 'she used to sleep with my brother' is not an acceptable answer to how do you know each other.
My lab manual has instructions for making home wine. Room project?
Standing in front of the open refrigerator with a 3/4 empty bottle of wine eating Bac-o's from the jar, topless. Somebody really should've taught me better coping skills.
Also, I don't remember opening my gifts from my family. It was cool when I woke up with a new ihome.
That last minute feeling of hesitation on whether I should bring my health card to the bar usually means I'm in for a good night.
Just spread butter on my bathrobe. This has been an ace morning.
It was rough. I have dried puke in my hair and I don't know if it's mine or from the girl I met on the ground waiting for a cab.
I received a sext from my girlfriend, and a deal for free chips and guacamole at chipotle at the same time. I have tasted heaven, and it is beautiful.
I vaguely remember a drunken mid sex pinky promise to not let it get weird.
I mean I just feel if I'm not being fat and lazy then I'm not really being myself
I lick assholes and I wouldn't eat mdma
Dude what happened last night?
I don't know, I'm still trying to figure out how I got my clothes back on.
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