its like his balls were made of silver and he was trying to polish the tarnish off
I think drunk me is telling hungover me something... I just have to crack the code.
I smelled my fingers after she left and they smelt like sugar cookies. I want that one again.
i no longer feel bad for not doin my schoolwork. im watching a porn in french. this MUST qualify as studying.
she got pretty angry when i tried to superglue her fingers together.
At the end of the night you handed the bartender a piece of paper with the word "VISA" written on it.
Next time we're there I want drunk pics of us trying to ride the stone lions downtown. Don't even attempt to fight me on this.
Whatever. I indirectly made you cum overseas. Call it even.
You didn't know it was a gay bar until the 7th guy rejected you. You were crying because you thought it was just a bad night. No more for you.
all law school has taught me so far is how to fart quietly during lectures and how to out-argue the ice cream guy when he screws me out of extra toppings.
Realistically anyone can come I don't care it's Boston what do I own boston? No. I just don't want people who are gonna give me "why are you doing that" kinda look when I take birthday shots out of my birthday babe shot glass necklace.
We fucked in his mom's shower and all I could think about was being too old to be sneak banging while someone's mom was out of town and how much mildew was on the shower curtain. Fuck you, Adulthood.
She's like an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, tossed in miller light, inside a question. Nobody can explain a Heather.
I only see on penis in this picture but I assume there is another lurking out of sight.
I went to her house she had a kid pool in her living room watching the vacation channel drinking rum out of the bottle saying" life is what you make it. Mines a vacation!!!"
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