My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
i just google searched "what time does taco bell open"
he wanted to have me eat skittles off of his body. he mad gay sex even gayer.
Found a bar with a washer and dryer and they serve food. I never have to leave
The bouncer yelled at him for poking at the guy selling roses, I think it's time to leave.
Successfully masturbated while balancing on an exercise ball. my greatest accomplishment?
Probably
I legitimately had a champagne shower last night at a rave. I was also carrying around two bananas in my pockets like guns. Drunk doesn't even. Begin to explain My night.
You gotta buy me dinner first. Or smoke me out. Both are equally chivalrous
I am naked in a blanket sprawled on my bed eating a pastry. This is all I want out of life. Ever.
He had an extremely smooth butt for a man with such rough hands.
She said she didn't feel right fucking on her parents dining room table I grabbed the only thing around bubblewrap she blew me for creativity
I'm now consulting a magic eight ball on all major life decisions. On another note I think I have chlamydia.
You chased a rabbit then knocked on a police car and asked the cop "if he saw where that little bastard went."
Broken heels while double fisting margaritas, picking up shirtless, bloody men and escorting them out of harms way, the meltdown when I realized I can go without a bra bc my boobs shrunk, the morning vodka red bull you were forced to drink? Which one roped you in?
I think a major source of concern would be the fact you snorted a shot. Who does that?
Randomize
