And we started making out. She asked me to pick a number between 1 and 10. I said 6. She took me to her room. A few minutes later I wasnt a virgin. DUDE I WAS GOING TO SAY 2.
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
He pocket texted me while I was blowing him in the car...What are the odds?
Considering how often you blow him,high.
I mean we had sex in a crib. You tell me how my night was.
Just took last nights make up off with a sock. That hungover.
At one point I thought we were going to have to fuck our way out of their apartment
I almost stepped in a homeless mans stream of urine as he was peeing. I love this city.
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
So you get idea of what my night was like, I woke up this morning and the back of my head was orange
Also I'm sorry for asking you to shave my vagina for me last night
Doing a walk of shame at Wal-Mart at 3:30am because when I left at 11pm I was getting milk
Ive realized that in order for me to understand math, my professor has to be hot.
Well... Chad blew off half of his hand last night. We were able to find most of it.
Moms passed out wet and naked in a rocking chair again....
Randomize