I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
i get turned down more than a collar. where are the desperate bitches i need to crawl to them
So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
woke up in a shopping cart using a keystone box as a blanket. how was your night?
It's happening again. I feel like I'm under water and my heart beat matches "Teenage Wasteland"
of all places to pass out....why right in front of our RA's door? OF ALL PLACES.
He drew a bath for me. It was only cute until he started throwing in celery and calling me soup.
The last time I saw you, you were rolling around on the ground at the bar.....
.....well it was bound to be an interesting night since I was chasing my pulls with pulls....
How exactly do I approach the whole "Well that was fun. Am I purchasing the Plan B or you?" topic?
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
There's someone howling in the parking lot. Haha.
We drank vodka and koolaid through a traffic cone. It got rowdy.
He kept screaming "I am the thunder!" when he was riding me.
This guy knew what he was doing. Most guys can't find the spot even if it shot off a flare and played a kazoo.
She passed out in my baby sister's room so we put her in one of my grandma's diapers, put a pacifier in her mouth, put her in my sister's crib and took pictures.
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