We all need desperate help. Maybe we should just become a group of people who walk around town and shit in peoples air vents
I'm down.
I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
just did the walk of shame by his grandma. what the fuck is an old lady doing up at six am?
Currently coming up with judgment, the game. Works well on buses, will probably be more entertaining in bars.
I think making out with someone could be the cure to all my problems. That or more cowbell.
Out of desperation, I used the leftover sauce from my goat masala as a mixer for vodka shots.
The hot tub didn't work. But it's okay because we discovered just how many people you can fit in a bathtub.
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
I'm making mistakes. Coming up with girl now
I hate me. That girl was hiiiiideous.
Immediately after sex he layed on the floor and acted like my yellow bra was pac man
I just got his Save the Dave and, to answer your next question, NO I AM NOT GOING TO THE WEDDING OF THE GUY WHO GOT DRUNK AND CAME ON MY CHEST.
you know what? fuck you, fuck your nana, and ESPECIALLY FUCK THE BLACKHAWKS.
He responded to all of my texts prodding for dirty talk with "I will do anything you are comfortable with."\n\nChivalry is great, but being comfortable doesn't get me wet.
If my body were a person, it would be beating the shit out of me for what I did to it last night.
is it fun? or sober?
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