i fucked some guy last night. i called him nick jonas by mistake. i'm 24.
we put on a show in the hot tub for our boyfriends, then climbed out and both got down on our hands and knees and puked at the same time--still naked.
I just had a dream where Bob Saget recognized me from when I hung out with him in a dream I had months ago.
I feel like we're taking advantage of the fact that our R.A has cerebal palsey.
I got to find out the airplane alcohol limit, and somehow I made it through the flight.
She had her underwear around her neck. No one can tell me i'm a slut now.
Don't worry about it. Anal sex isn't always sunshine and wildflowers.
Dude, she gave me a handski that literally felt like she was starting a lawn mower...
you were telling us about the time you had sex in an alley and he stopped, looked up and said 'it was a cul-de-sac' and went right back to what he was doing.
Still not sure if my open-bar-week-long-trip to Cuba is the best idea as a congratulations-for-my-sober-february-challenge. My liver might just explode and give up.
He just made my one night stand pancakes for breakfast. And I thought living with my ex was going to be weird.
You went to pound town last night and chow town this morning. Boy you need a passport.
Your the only girl I know that carries a $1100 purse with tater tots inside
That same damn squirrel keeps staring at me like I did something wrong. Nature knows when you're hung over.
she's 6'2. you bet your ass i slept with her.
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