i didnt know what to say other then wrong hole.....after that the moment was ruined.
i told her that she could bring as many friends as she wanted and then she asked how many people i could fit in my bed...BEST. DAY. EVERRRR.
Reason #57 I am going to fail the bar... it's Tuesday and i'm drunk at Toy Story 3.
I think I'm making progress on my commitment issues. I drunk made out with the same guy from last semester this weekend.
I swear it started with good intentions but then my slutty side took over and we started playing strip checkers
In Berlin they just cured HIV with stem cells. I am hereby fucking anything that moves.
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
you know I love you but I need to see your friends tits
When he came downstairs he looked at me like I was attempting to rob his house.
Did you reintroduce yourself?
He threatened to call the cops.
Drunk me needs to be reminded of my sexual preferences.
at least it wasnt animals
I know it I should, but it's kinda nice. It's smells like unbridled enthusiasm and copious amounts of melt your face off sex.
At this point I think you're just judging my taste in men
I'm pretty sure male strippers are the last things I need in my life right now.
I lost a shoe at the club last night, I think that's when I decided to go home.
But lunch with my dad really just means an hour and a half of him telling me how he's disappointed and how he knows I'm on drugs
Randomize
