I NEED TO NOT REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING. He is our TEACHER.
He fucked volume into my hair. It was amazing.
He tried to slow-dance with me in bed. IN BED.
She had one drink in her cleavage and another in her hand. She kept rotating between the two by leaning backward and then sipping the one in her hand.
Hypothetically how does one go about throwing away a dildo?
I want to preface this by saying nothing happened, nothing is on fire. It is mere speculation. Do we have a fire extinguisher?
I'm running on 2 hours of sleep. Just spent 6 minutes staring at the back of my hand thinking: "I don't really know this that well"
I was just hotboxing under my sheets and I got lost on the way out.
It was so scary.
I got my eyebrow ring humped out. How is that even possible?
I mean, you have to swipe right on someone you had sex with last week though, right?
He told me was "pretty like the wife in some movie where the husband is a cheater." I think I'm gonna fuck him.
She's astronaut crazy. She will wear Depends and drive 12 hrs non-stop if you swipe right.
Challenge accepted
My dad called me in the middle of the night, drunk on vodka, asking for references on the Irish alphabet.
The air I exhale reeks of whiskey and bad decisions
I'd rather plunge my eyes out than acknowledge being related to either of my brothers
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