this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
Is it bad if one of my goals right now is to snort blow through a licorice?
Don't answer that. It is bad.
My mom asked me if I ever go on dates. I had to suppress the urge to ask if having casual sex with a freshmen counts as dating
All i remember his him yelling yahtzee while pouring beer down her shirt .
There is a guy here calling himself the pants less weed fairy
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
When she introduced her friend to me I shook his hand and told him not to leave his ugly vest at my apartment in the morning. He took it off and bought me a shot.
How's my sex life is me mastubating next to her dog. that's how it's going.
So how do I get back in good graces for trying to trade you for superbowl tickets?
Interesting, I was always told to run away from crazy, but you seem to think we should run towards them dick first.
probably because i sent a bunch of guys a snap saying happy one year to my nipple piercings
This toilet bowl is my home.
Fucked a DJ on a jetski today... I love florriidaaa!
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