i live my life in a constant state of hangover.
I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
He sang nursery rhymes to my vagina to get me to have sex with him..
I made out with him with my retainers in. My drunken hook-ups get lazier and lazier.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
LOOK AT MY HAIR, DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE HAIR OF A PERSON WHO HAS HER LIFE TOGETHER?
I woke up tied to my bed while she was in the corner staring at me while eating cereal. Interesting night!
I feel like I'm eight miles away and my brain is just now getting here. You got a lot of fucking catching up to do.
come over. We can flirt with the criteria for substance abuse and talk about our daddy issues
did i get sucker punched in the face last night or was our make-out session just that intense?
I told him I want him to read me my Miranda rights while he's fucking me. Act exactly like he does while he's on duty except with his dick out.
You can cuddle me. Word on the street is my ass is ridiculous.
Still drunk, heading to class.
It's 3 a.m. Dude
Doesn't mean I'm not at my desk. Ill wait.
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
I put him in the supply closet, used the copy paper to build a fort around him and his wheelchair, then he fucked me in the fort.
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