No it wasn't her, this girl had both hands.
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
i just opened the overnight bag i packed at 2am last night. Apparently all i thought id need was a handful of quarters, mascara and one sock
he stopped talking to me after i tried to use his body as a surf board
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
She kept telling the ambulance to sit down and then started crying when we told her it couldn't hear her
Just got motor boated by a horse in the street
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
there is a guy passed out on top of me and i don't know what to do. help if you're awake? was anyone anyone expecting someone? maybe he found the wrong room?
I had to run home with my hands covering my tits this morning. How does this keep happening?
They're magnificent. It's like god made her last but hadn't fulfilled his boob quota.
Flatmate got laid for the first time in 3 years. I'm baking a cake.
You didn't throw up on me, you threw up on yourself and then tried to give me a hug
Just fyi i'm now butt naked in a steam room smoking a bong in some guys house. i sense the weed penetrating my pores.
I promise it wsnt a penis when i put it in my mouth
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