My room smells like vodka and shame
All drunkenness aside, confirm u are alive
We're 3 acts into this drag show and we've already run out of Lady Gaga songs.
I was literally just a half conscious dildo.
i feel like god sat there all night pointing and laughing at me
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
I only made out with him because he cured my hiccups
He will not just "come" out of the closet. He will fall out, 69ing me, with two fingers in his starving asshole, wearing cum splattered lady gaga sunglasses, weeping.
That was the greatest thing i have ever read.
i know it happened because it happened right beside me, and at one point on top of me.
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
I could run a drunk marathon in heels
i just honestly didn't believe you when you said your brother was a fucking clown. ho shit you weren't kidding.
So will your sis find it a compliment if I tell her I lost out on some awesome dick to go to her bday dinner???
Eh, my puke tasted like lemonade, so not too bad
He woke up from being passed out on the couch mumbled something that sounded like "Taco" then proceeded to the bathroom only to pass out again, I think we need to learn how to party like him!
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