I honestly get shocked all over again every time I pull his pants down. It's one of those feelings you never get tired of.
i cant text you anymore tonight, God gave me two hands for two cups
Drunk. I slept-stripped.
By myself.
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
I know. I almost started crying. IN WHAT UNIVERSE IS THAT A TURN ON?!
He gave me a card that said "I'm so glad we found each other... In the pants" and a pat on the head... My walk of Shame wasn't so bad.
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
this is terrible I feel like i'm trapped in a cage with a wild republican
I just...no. You make my soul cry. You are giving me karma-cancer. This torture of my majesticness can no longer be tolerated.
In hindsight combining orgy Thursday with mystery drink madness was begging for failure
Came so hard when I was riding him that I actually bit some of his chest hair off. He said I was the first girl ever to do THAT.
Let's go one conversation without mentioning cats or alcohol someday.
I think I've forgotten how to blink. Help plz?
Its official... I need to stop being so slutty.. the guy I had sex with on friday delivered my jimmy johns tonight.
You know the party's good when you say "Never have I ever caused an emergency landing" and someone drinks
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