your room smells of hookers.
And success
there are singles shoved down my panties. this is the type of summer job i always wanted.
Let's just be mature adults about last night and never speak of it again.
so he tried marking my clit with a sharpie so he could "find it again next time".
Their flight hasn't even left yet and the 'buy food to keep yourself alive' budget is gone on tequila.
I hope as the only other living being in this apartment you can explain to me why the toilet was full of cheerios this morning.
Whoever said that a man can only cum up to 8 times a day is a fucking liar...or was never on adderall
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
high enough to want to lick peanut butter off of Michael Buble's vocal chords as he serenades me.
I wasn't sure how he was going to followup "so,i shot myself.." i guess "w a nail gun" is the best choice out of what I expected
congratulations to me i think I am on the road to legitimate alcoholism
cool. same. I'm in class drinking
NOT OKAY
sorry for partying
THATS NOT PARTYING THATS DRINKING IN CLASS
Is there a reason there's a dick print on my seventh-story window?
Did we almost burn down the bar last night? I guess flaming shots were a bad idea.
It's 4am & this guy is asleep with his junk still inside me..really rethinking my life
Idk... I'm not sure why anyone would use a flesh light in general. Let alone hook it up to a wifi device.
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