I don't know what you were told but i for sure didn't sleep with any one but steve's couch.
I'm drinking till I'm someone else's problem
people from other dorms came to marvel at the dump i took. i had a bio major take a picture.
His sex texting was like a step by step guide to the most boring sex ever...
First order of business is dropping my 9 am gym class. I'm sweating pure vodka.
I was thinking of baby names while I was giving him a blow job
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
Tell him I thought his Superman stand on your bed and cum all over your back was quite funny
I seriously think my heart may fail. And I didn't even grab a toilet beer :(
I've discovered that regular handcuff keys, sadly, do not work on real police handcuffs.
The video of him doing the dougie made me telling him I didn't want a relationship, just his virginity so much easier.
I sliced my fucking arm open last night after margarita madness and had to drive myself to the ER. Got six stitches and a social worker came in and asked if I was abused due to my sex bruises. I literally had to tell her "don't worry, I like it rough"
Where the condoms are as broken as my dreams
When do you sleep by the way. I was surprised when I went to work at 1 am,left at 7 am and had a text from you somewhere in between
I just vodka nap now...
On another note I never thought having a drug addicted stalker would prove useful
Randomize