dude i woke up laying next to some guy. i dont have my bra or his name. he has a nice tv though.
That's kind of creepy but I guess since I'm wearing your dad's pants nothing is off limits anymore
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
I'm pretty sure he came before I knew he was inside me.. Didn't think that was his plan when he said he was gonna do things I've never experienced before
Practice the "sorry I may have given you herpes" conversation with me before I call him and break the news
What? Cold floors are soothing when you have a hangover. How am I supposed to pass that up. Even if I'm at my parents house
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
i feel like the 7 eleven by your house knows our deepest, darkest secrets
I have bruises on the inside of my thighs from sliding down the stair case...thanks for encouraging that slut show
It's totally ok to sleep with him. The only place I have feelings for him is in my vagina.
he ate me out like he was chugging a beer.
I blame it on the rum. It keeps jumpng doqn my throst.
you ate the make a wish sign. Like actually chewed on it. It was our solution to going outside when the cops were there
I feel like he has a double life, why was he walking around at 3 am with a backpack?
Oh my God it's like my cock was dipped in lava
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