I wish they had an "I'm Stoned" genre on online Netflix
Based on the pics I have taken of hookups while they were passed out or sleeping, I have scientifically concluded that no two vagina lips are the same. They are like snowflakes.
Just high watching the holiday fireplace channel. My space heater lends authenticity to the fire experience. Come over.
I send him pictures of my tits whenever I feel like he's paying too much attention to his girlfriend.
I remember nothing except the fact it happened and I ate doritos and we highfived a lot
No. I heard a cover of "my heart will go on". This is not sanity.
You texted me a picture of your face along with #help
I think he just tried to put your boyfriend in a trashcan....
He was so drunk and proud of his 6-month-gym-results he actually made me touch his whole naked body.
I figured it out! The supermoon explains how I managed to have sex with 3 dudes in 3 nights without leaving the apartment.
Someone needs to lock me in a chastity belt because all my vagina does is get me into trouble. Fuck.
Don't get mad but There's blood everywhere and the only thing I remember is the bj from your cousin.
Why did I wake up next to the fire pit? And who wrapped me up like a burrito?
Jägerbombs. Thank Sara.
Somehow I went from sitting in a car upside down to waking up in the grass surounded by paramedics. It was a great night.
We went to the midnight donut shop and you hopped the counter and told everyone to "Get the Fuck out of your Bar" but to also "Make yourselves at home".
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