i felt like we were having sex on ultimate fighter, and people on the outside kept yelling ELBOW ELBOW! KNEES KNEES!
he called me "his little blueberry cunt muffin"...how would that make you feel?
it's like god just wants me to be high for five days in a row. keep the blizzards coming.
So about class tomorrow..... i,ll be there. But I may be still a bit drink and wearing a suit. I'll explain when I get there.
i lose more brain cells when ever she opens her mouth then i would doing meth for 8 years of my life.
You threw a hot dog at his face...I wouldn't call you either.
I woke up and found 10 txts from him. All sent at 6:30 am, and all about the muffin man.
Okay, just a casual question: how did i manage to get grass stains on the inside of my bra?
We tried. It's impossible to cum while bouncing on a trampoline. It's like trying to sneeze while keeping your eyes open.
I got bit by a peacock. That's how hard shit went down last night.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
It's a lot harder to work after sex than it is to work drunk... just saying.
I forgot to respond before, I was apologizing for confusing sex with secret Santa.
I mean, drunk me really liked him, maybe sober me will too. Who am I to deny fate?
Imp drunk. It'd free popcorn tuedday I love life.
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