party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
My underwear smells like fireworks.
I microwaved pizza rolls, a hot dog, and bacon in the same plate with no paper towels. I drank the grease at the end. I'm going to vomit everywhere.
he yelled 'rock me amadeus!' when he came
i love that song!
NOT THE POINT
I have just disproved the common belief that it is impossible to have mediocre sex in a fire truck.
The fire in my vagina flames on. Fucking terrible firefighter
Whatever. I'll just fuck him now and deal with the clingyness later.
I think there's a website warning girls about me based on the 4 who approached me separately tonight and called me evil. Fuckyoudave.com?
'lets look at pictures of your friend's new baby' was probably the worst post-sex idea we've ever had
Yeah man i woke up and only had a Jimmy John's wrapper covering myself..
Sadly he is straight as an arrow that is designed by a robot computer from the future with lasers.
This saddens me. Mostly because I want to see the schematics on that robot.
I'm on day 4 of clean eating. I call it the "whore by June" program
You puked on yourself, then demanded to take shower. In which you kept saying "its raining"
I do remember that in my dream I wasn't impressed with his dick.
We were walking to the bar with a group of people and literally made 4 stops in people's lawns garages or random walls for him to eat me out
It was after I slept with him he tells me he's a juggalo
Well it was nice knowing him
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