I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
The last memory I have is vomiting into a box and her rubbing my back saying "you are such a trooper..."
I didn't think it was possible but there may actually be TOO MANY pictures of me tagged shotgunning.
Stop making excuses. You can be here in 5 and cumming in 10
He is the Donovan McNabb of stuff up his ass. Tell me that tomorrow. Too high to remember.
I apparently texted him "since you're taking time out to think about us. You probably need to think about me getting arrested right now."
I found the perfect eye liner, it passed the blow job test, no smudging!!
I researched the whole pregnancy breast feeding with piercings. I think you dont have to worry about the trifecta milk spraying thing.
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
When he left he said something to the effect of "well now that I've been used..." I think he may be on to me.
If me getting shot doesn't get me pussy I am officially gay
You know its going to be a good day when you have to brush your teeth out of a cup in your room using the vodka and water mixture in your fridge because you're locked out of your restroom
The guy at the door just stared only at my boobs and said "I'm gonna let you in." 'Merica
I'm kind of upset that he wanted to have sex instead of watch Harry Potter. I mean it's Harry fucking potter.
So when did "Are you okay?" translate into "Don't tell me you got fucked by another rando after another rager"?
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