I hate having morals and standards the next morning.
just woke up with a thong on my face, dont remember going home with anyone and its way too big for it to be a good thing
Everytime I think about NYE, my gag reflex kicks in.
I just had my first experience getting hit on by a guy. It was really awkward, he touched my chest and invited me to a gay bar because "women get drunk and let their guard down at gay bars"
thats actually pretty good logic
I don't remember anything other than how good it felt when I peed my pants.
I can always tell its time to do laundry when my vibrator doesn't stay covered up in my sock drawer.
I just masturbated to the audio from my psych lecture . . . this screwing my prof fantasy is getting serious.
the realtor just took us to a house I had a one night stand in. I feel like it's a sign.
I can't believe you're trying to guilt me into a blow j because a tornado made you homeless.
Is it working?
Only you could walk of shame to a childrens pirate themed birthday party
I was talking about you wanting my dick, but that works too
The last thing I remember is crying and shaking my head as she was putting salt on my hand. I guess I took the shot
Totally had a conversation drunk last night with a bisexual chick at my apartment in Spanglish too.
You're a hero.
p.s i need to stop drunk texting my mom. she brings up text convos all the time and i have no idea what shes talking about...
soo... how was my night?
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