The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
are you wasted or are you getting laid?
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wow
You might not want to sit on your couch. Actually you may want to throw it away. My bad.
Please fuck him. And then let me tell her. And then let me protect you from the knife she pulls from her Ed Hardy purse. Please.
so there is either a lot of blood or a lot of wine in the shower....
Just rolled over and found your boyfriend in bed with me. Is mine at your house?
its not that he announces that he can deep throat a banana its the fact he knows he can and it makes me wonder how he found out
Its 11am, im in the city in a pocahontas outfit, lost a heel and found a gold rolex in my lingerie.
And then. You beer bonged 3 tall boys. In a row. Fell into some kids lap. And pulled down my shirt trying to get up. Thank you for that. I got laid
I must have some kind of deep rooted instinct that tells me when a boys virginity needs to be taken.
Walt said he was feeding me so I wouldn't die. that's why there was pasta in my room
He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
i just want to die with dignity and clean teeth, is that too much to ask?
Sometimes being bisexual is a curse. Turns out I banged both of her older twin brothers last summer.
For someone I see at the bar by herself all the time... I should have know she had a tazer.
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