My brain says no but my pants say off.
I was so drunk last night I wanted to download a Busta Rhymes album.
ok, his religious views on facebook are madonna lyrics. we no longer have to wonder about his sexuality.
I am 90% sure the kid in front of me in class is picking his face spots, smelling it, and then eating it. That is a LOT of % sure for something like that.
it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
It smells like wine and fried chicken. Im confused and intrigued.
Nope, just sitting on the couch, eating an advent calendar, being depressed about the herps.
She greeted me with a new giants jersey and an opening day blowjob. this is true love.
lets just say that i have already today: gotten drunk, got in a fight, got stranded an hour away from home, found a ride, sobered up, and slept. woken back up, and here i am. its been a long day. Day drinking is bad for friendships.
Fantastic. I'm pretty cold, tired, dirty, and hungry, but that comes with an adventurous weekend. Who needs a wallet or keys anyway? I could totally be homeless.
Oh god, so much rum. I think I was in a shotgun wedding with a Bacardi promotion girl.
You insisted on going outside so you could "breathe real air".
I'm basically a mama hen. I keep them warm and let them wonder around the house. not to mention, I keep eye on them just in case the falcons around the house try to snatch them away.
I don't even know what to say right now
it is a dangerous dangerous place where morals and dignity go to die and all your fantasies about men become reality.
I spent half an hour sculpting my pubes into a perfect triangle of really short hair, and the first thing he said when he saw it was "Don't you think you need a shave?"
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