It was so romantic--he turned me around to face the sunset during doggy-style over the couch back.
we fucked to don't stop believing. most epic sex EVER.
i threw up on the blunt... he was pissed.
Must be January. Theres a fat chick on an elliptical wearing khaki capris. Someone doesnt own any workout clothes
just took a shot of real whiskey... i forgot what it's like to drink liquor that costs more than twelve dollars.
i just threw up in the porta potty. i am in no condition to be guarding anyone's life rite now.
Am I the only one that feels like there are hundreds of tiny people having a rave and stomping and kicking around inside my head this morning?
The same guy who pierced my nipples just told me he can help tutor me in precalc.
So half of us were already throwing up outside when the Ukrainians ask us if we're ready to start partying yet. I love this country.
SORRY BITCH CAN'T, TAKING SHOTS TO WHITNEY HOUSTON.
if masturbating while stoned isn't called "weed whacking" then i just don't know how to live my life anymore
It's Wednesday. And it's about that time to remind everyone that my priorities from last weekend have not changed moving forward into this weekend.
You both sound like you need to get shit faced, fight it out, and have makeup sex.
We didn't have a place to have sex. So we timed the automatic car wash & spent $9 for 3 minutes and 45 secs of car sex.
I am texting my fuck buddy about fucking tonight, while facebook chatting with his wife about food.
Randomize
