Did you fuck her?
If by "fuck her" you mean "threw up on her shoes," then yes, I achieved that.
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
I don't think requesting him as a BBM contact is proper protocol following vomming in his bed.
we sixty- nined on a tennis court.. not even drunk. you say insane. i say creative genius.
At Grandmas for dinner. She is drinking a smirnoff ice. As soon as I saw it I had to stop myself from yelling chug.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
Then you can skip the embarrassing can I date your ex since you're a lesbian now conversation
She's currently upstairs fucking her boyfriend while I am downstairs making them a sex playlist watching her boyfriend's Weiner dog and large Boxer try and mount each other. Marvin Gaye is playing. This is the ultimate third wheel fail.
Her virginity is one of the last things that remains of our childhood.
Oh my god. I'm not ready to be an adult. I'm not ready.
I am on my usual post-jerkoff high of eternal happiness. Like I could punch a fucking tiger.
We will walk in fields of dick.
You seriously need to stop quoting those songs when i'm with my parents.
my nurturing instincts told me to take his clothes off
I didn't have any choice but to cuddle you. Your hair was stuck on my nipple piercing.
You’ll (maybe) appreciate that I picked at my ingrown hair again. Quarantine updates are getting BLEAK.
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