To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
pop tarts are not kleenex
I can't tell if I miss summer or 5 times a day sex more.
I ended up with a gash in my head from drunken dancing last night. I love life.
There's always one sober annoying person at a party. I hate responsible people. I just wanted to show everyone my nipples. There cute. She didn't have to stop me
YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH PORCHES. I AM OBSESSED WITH PORCHES. HOW IS THIS REAL.
We sent off fireworks off in the taco bell drive through. They're taking it way too seriously.
It's now 8:05 on a Wednesday night and I'm already going home with my bra in my purse.
He's sitting in his room on Facebook with nothing but a pillow covering his crotch. I can't help you at the moment.
Found my id. It was in the cats litter box. Seriously what was last night.
Also the bouncer Straight up told me my id was shitty and I should get a new one. But he let me in anyways because #boobz
She wouldnt stop trying to stick her finger in my ass. I wish she wasnt so hot
I woke up with my earring stuck inbetween my tits. Somehow you fucked my earring out and my boobs saved it. I'm pretty impressed with both of us right now.
For me the most fucked up part of last night was that I know for a fact that you were sober. But your dancing was a close second.
Yeah you're weird. You once told me you would by me a house in the middle of sex. Like as you were thrusting.
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