just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
Why do you proceed to call me "Queen La Queefah?"
i was out of cigarettes so i took the butts out of the ashtray, emptied them out, and proceeded to roll one big Frankenstein cigarette.
i just deleted quailman, hot hawaiian dude, appalachian swimmer, and connecticut from my phone
Both he AND his 17 year old son were hitting on me... I'm bridging generational gaps
yea i really dont care about the sex, i just want him to eat my vag. He has to be good at because of his tremors.
We didn't talk. I watched you drop an egg on the floor. And watched you praise your haunted broom.
For future reference "bring our litter sisters on our date day" is not such a good idea
I'm pricing out a roll of that wax butcher paper. We fuck too messy and I can't afford to wash them every afternoon.
He doesn't drink liquor so instead of doing a body shot off my belly button he dropped water in there and sipped it out with a straw. Look at my face: =|
then he grabbed my tit and yelled "FOR NARNIA!!" then dove into my vag. i think I will do him again strictly for the entertainment value
He says I vaguely mumbled happy New year, kissed him, threw up and then went back to sleep.
I no longer need a flask. I need a canteen.
Whoever said it shouldn't take a man to make you happy clearly wasn't having sex everyday.
If u could sum last night up in one word?
omgwtfpineapple
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