My low point of the night was when my roommate spit out her jello shot and i took it...
she said, "is it ok if I touch it?" that's when I knew I was in trouble... I knew she was a virgin but seriously..
The guy I wanted to make out with just got beat up, let's roll.
I'm not sure, 7-8, the last bit was a rush of at least three blended together. Basically you fucked me so stupid that I can't even recall the number of orgasms.
So you know, I'm making that my facebook status.
Also you know what's worse than drunk texting? Drunk leaving soup on your hot neighbor's porch.
So. I need to gloat. I couldn't exactly tell my family that I won this game by deep throating.
Thanks for having me and my emotional baggage over last night.
I just sat in the bathtub with the shower running so I could eat the whole box of mega stuffed Oreos. What am I doing with my life
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
I'm just gonna go with where the wind takes me. if it takes me to his dick, so be it.
I want to be "performing a disservice to society by actually wearing clothes in public" hot.
I was about to google "rabies and sexual activity." Then I realized I was at work.
My mom and sister were over. When my drunk roommate came home, he yelled "GOT BITCHES IN MY CONDO"
Chili is not acceptable fuck buddy food.
I'm so hungry and so lazy that I'm seriously considering ripping into that packet of cream cheese in my nightstand.
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