he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
I can only be a whore so many days outta the week.
Samesies
I feel like my whole life has been one big pre-game for Mexico.
Fuck him tonight for the both of us. We're still tag-teaming in spirit.
he sent me a winky sad face. i cannot deal this level of pathetically needy flirtatiousness.
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
like a dude with a badge in a golf cart is gunna do shit. Unless he has a tazer. Then it's fair game.
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
I am pretty damn sure that neither my body or his body is ready for how drunk I am getting tonight
He took getting"shit in your neighbors hot tub drunk" way to literally
I want to bone him until his eyes fall out
I told you for Halloween we just need to let the loins free! Let the girth come to us in a flock, drenched with passion!
drunk snapchatting is the worst, because i woke up with great pictures of my tits saved to my memories and no idea who i sent them to
Dude, they hit that lizard part of my brain that tells me to fuck people.
Preach sister.
I'm not 100 percent on this, but I think I just shit a lump of cement. What the fuck happened last night?
Randomize
