quick i need to know how implid consent works for golf carts
too late i think im gettin a gcui
I plan on putting pajamas back on after I shower. Today is going to be awesome.
I wonder how many times I can be hungover in one day
you kept screaming i cant feel my vagina, it kinda killed the mood.
I like how washing the beer bong is now a regular part of washing the dishes.
i don't know how the hand towel got involved, but i peed all over it
he rolled over in his sleep, called me a hoe and then grabbed my crotch. some things never change, asleep or not.
his roommates said i can move in if i promise to only drink tequila the rest of the semester. challenge accepted.
I'm seeing how long I can hold this wine in my mouth. I have so many adventures! I'm like Teddy Ruxpin!
I also found a beer label in my bra and I'm pretty sure you put it there and said "this means I trust you"
It's like my life is one of those movies where after a bunch of outlandish events that only happen in a movie the girl realizes her true life calling and lives a great life with a sexy man of multiple races. But I'm stuck in the fucked up part where 25 year olds come in their pants.
I might as well walk around wearing a sandwich board and accept the fact that I'm dying single.
I love when my neighbors have passionate, loud sex to remind me that I'm not getting laid
false alarm, still single
Note to self: I can rip apart her vagina and she'll still cuddle with me, but if I steal her Chapstick she'll murder me !?
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