I guess there's a 50 percent chance that it was her that wet my bed.
im pretty sure there are laws against slapping prostitutes
i'm pretty sure there are laws against prostitutes.
if someoen knew that someone accidentally drunkly kissed your boyfriend would you want them to tell you/?
followup question: what if both somones were me?
the last thing i remember was trying to convince him to call over his girlfriend so we could have a threesome
My vagina is scared and excited at the same time. It might not be able to sleep tonight.
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
come help me. im curled up in the fetal position on the upper floor of the lib. please bring more caffeine or alcohol
its ok. its hell week the lib is a no judgment zone right now
I CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING MY WHOLE BODY
I don't know. Sometimes you can be a wild card with your emotions. Mostly the emotion known as anger.
At this point it's more of an experiment to see how much actual bush growth is possible. See, being single can be both educational and surprisingly comfy!
All I remember about last st pattys day was I was in a bathtub with full bubbles, fully clothed, drinking out of a flamingo lawn ornament that someone cut a hole in.
Well, I crapped my pants in front of her entire family, was laughed out of their house, and I had to walk home with shit stained pants. So, yeah, it went really well.
My vagina is no longer accepting new clients.
I took a pregnancy test at Pancheros a bit ago.
I just want him to make us coffee. And whack off into the sunset
Randomize
