He painted his chest for the game... I just fucked an exclamation point.
it's sunday funday. and also, who can outslut the other day.
I can't remember if the bartender cut you off after you broke your glass or after you wished the bar a happy winter solstice during your karaoke number.
He told her, Don't talk. Just sit there so I can imagine that you have the kind of personality I wish you had.
My god. We'll be gay porn millionaires.
Hurricane Sex Time is the only thing iv said since it started.
It's pitch dark except for the glow sticks, someone turned the heat up as high as it would go and the bathroom is flooded. Also think I just stepped on someone's face.
What was the point of renting a $600 trolley if no one even remembers going to the first bar?
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
Pretty good. They took the stitches out but it still hurts like a bitch. The doctor says I should be off crutches by next week.
Well, that's good. Let's hope drunk you doesn't sabotage you.
I love how four vibrators are within reach of me right now, but not a single hair brush or comb
No,she came up with a new game: "Where is the most interesting place I can show Drew my asshole?"
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
I have rug burns on my nipples. Thanks for being an awesome wing girl.
He called out my ex's name during sex.
Alex is a pretty common unisex name.
It was the same Alex. I asked.
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