I wonder if those guys know that i know that is a halfway house and dont just think it is some cool older guy frat house.
We're going to play a drinking game. It's called "Senior Year of College."
I hit him with a car. Nothing says I hate you more than backing into someone with a fucking car.
All I know is that we apparently made a drink we named The Single Girl which is rum, vodka, grain alcohol, and sprite and rolled around in the backyard.
Yes, but it's not new to me. It's like every time a new guy finds out I'm a squirter it's a novelty so they make me squirt and squirt and squirt until their bed is completely soaked. And then afterwards they complain that there isn't a dry bit to sleep on. No shit Sherlock.
Also he wants to know a casual, consise way to ask a girl in a bar if he could eat her out. Think on that.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
I am one Jewel song away from suicide watch
We found you wrapped up in a tarp in the garage the next morning, thats how real shit got.
I just really don't even know what I would do with a boyfriend... Like do I just kiss it and then leave it in the corner? Like how often does it eat??
My boobs are literally freaking out because I've been wearing a bra for more than three hours....I need to go out more...
Should I be concerned that the new guy I'm seeing just referred to my stealing a sailboat in college while drunk as "wholesome"?
I want to be her friend more than I want to fuck her boyfriend.
Come as you are, bitch. Glitter and vodka provided.
Want a bet? I'm a kinky and determined motherfucker with a libido that is not easily stopped
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