The worse part is i sent a text at like three that said i was getting head... Now i have no idea who's mouth has been on my dick
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
If I send you a picture of the guy passed out in the bath tub, will u be able to identify him?
I hope this doesn't change things. I feel that me being a minor made it more exciting.
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
we ran out of cups so i finished the night drinking out of a paint can.
He completely dissapeared at the baseball game. We found him passed out at the hotel three hours later with souviner photos of himself at the top of the Sears Tower.
True life. I have to get a nose job due to a deviated septum from blowing coke. Thank you college.
You've been drinking wine and eating bacon all afternoon. HOW IS THAT DOING GOOD?!?!
Just so we're clear this time around: This is dinner with my FAMILY. Not an opportunity for you to drink too much, and use the word "dick-thumpin" in casual conversation.
The air was thick with penises
Glad I can drunkenly remember to not get tomatoes on my Mexican pizza but can't tell a guy to keep his hands off my ass
Last night was like blooper reel sex. He dropped me!!
The last thing I remember before blacking out was passing that sobriety test.
I only gave you one rule about using the beach house: don’t get cum on anything!
You’ve seen my tits! You had to know that rule was unrealistic! Does it help that he was really cute?
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