Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
Going to bed naked. Too bad I am all alone. Need to make some changes. Either sleep with clothes or with you
we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
Call me immediately, my only recent boy news involves me biting a dick.
The djing cat is back again. I think he just makes appearances when im shit drunk just to fuck with my mind.
Be honest with Daniel. He was a good rebound to you for nine months and he made it so you could be with the one you really love and care for now. Just tell him thanks and best of luck.
I look like a herd of wild horses chewed on my back. If you bite me again while taking me from behind, I'm going to have to cut you off.
Just finished putting caution tape around the tv. Sober me needs to prepare.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
Seriously, come get him. He's not even a person anymore. He's a loud, drunk, cock-blocking wrecking ball.
You challenged yourself to walk backwards all the way to the bar... And you did
Besides. I don't even really like sex because it feels great. I like it because for thirty minutes I own that guys ass.
I apologize in advance for the amount of cleavage I'll be exposing your boyfriend to.
We went from him going down on me to swapping baby pictures of our moms.
Dad danced on top of the bar with me last night. And has a video of me doing a beer bong.
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