So I went home with some chick last night... I'm not sue what's worse: not getting a nut at 5am, the condom breaking and not being replaced, feeling poo when I put my finger in her but, sleeping on a heroin mattress in her living room, her swine flu coughing fit at 7am or realizing she peed the matt at 10am. Actually it was probably the fact that she continuously told me she was the classiest girl in boulder.
I think I might be in your shoes. Except they are actually my shoes. Either way these shoes are wasted.
And by the way, how is me getting head even remotely comparable to you fucking 3 guys?
there were more penises there than on chat roulette
and now I know what throwing up pineapple chunks is like.
Yeah, we had those soaking in vodka for like 36 hours
outstanding.
i didnt mean to paint the dog... it just kinda happened
No, i know about the eggs and penis, the oh wow was for the fire
Oh my god what did I do. My hands are scraped, there are pickles on the floor, my clothes are wet, and I don't remember how I get here. Thank you.
After I'd been making out with her for a good 15 minutes some guy yelled "grab this chicks beer she needs both hands!" And he was right I did need both: god bless jello wrestling.
Regardless of how one feels after a break up, whiskey must be consumed.
Sometimes I think he has a hidden camera in my vagina so he knows what I'm doing and saying at all times...
I HAVE DISCOVERED LONDON AND IT FILLS ME WITH JOY
so evidently blowing a guy does not mean he will say hi to you when he sees you in class.. in case you're ever wondering
Also I’m on 3%. Just Incase.. I miss you and I love you and you’re my everything and I’m getting drunk.
I dont know. He's too private. After you fuck him find out his secrets.
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