last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
i killed an earwig and left its corpse on the wall as a warning
I was up until 12:30 making that damned grammar test for my freshmen then I caught myself running through the verb tenses when I was giving him head.
"I have sucked, I will suck, I will have suck, I am sucking..." I've never felt more like a nerdier slut than last night.
She told me I had to leave by four. We fucked until six thirty and we are the champions played on the way home. Yeah god knew
i dodnt think we hooked up bcause he actually texted me the next day
Drank another frat president under the table. Thinking of starting my own, gonna call it Alpha Phi Alcoholics
He ended up letting us go, I think he just felt sorry for us. It's the only time that my night's gotten worse after I've taken my pants off.
Who was that guy I met at your brother's house who had to get stitches in his ass?
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
I only had sex with him so I could try to steal his roommate's cat, what kind of girl do you think I am?
He's living a porn movie. He's slept with a waitress at her work for lunch, a bar tender at the bar that night, and the cleaning lady the next morning.
So, last night I fell asleep sitting Indian-style on the floor, propped up against the front of the couch with an empty wine bottle in between my legs... How was your night?
I don't know, I think having hemorrhoids shows character. You have to be trying pretty hard to get them.
Howd it go?
Well we had the "no we're not fucking on the porch" conversation but then we totally fucked on the porch. So I'd say alright.
Well I hate to admit it but at this point I can successfully say i have been pee'd on by both of my roommates.
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