Wasted at the beach. Toasting underage, overdeveloped girls. God bless 'em.
You just kept yelling "SATAN!" at me every time I walked by
I just got home. Seriously all I remember is taking out my contacts and putting your balls in my mouth.
I think she's a little more wasted than usual. She just crawled on the floor to tell mom it was time to take a shot.
Absence makes the cock grow harder.
She just kept screaming you name over and over. Im starting to think this is my alarm clock
There is a literally infinite number of spliffs going around this table.
Delicious
I feel like I'm at a sushi bar with a spliff belt.
In other news, shitting yourself is not an acceptable way to start a Thursday.
Its funny that for once I get home and I'm just as high as my parents are.
All I can think of is a mama duck followed by her baby ducks, in brightly colored track shoes.
How high are you?
Can I tell you that I just incorporated the spice girls in my sexting and you not judge me
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
At least you didn't wake up next to your professor who then proceeded to cancel class via phone while still inside of me.
MY HAND WILL BE UP HIS ASS IF HE DOES NOT APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT HE DID. IT WON'T BE THE GOOD-FEELING KIND OF "HAND-UP-ASS" EITHER.
He kept saying "Welcome to Indianapolis" over and over while we were having sex...because that's his hometown. I was scared and confused... I didn't know if I should have said thank you or what.
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