We'll make it into fun. If I can make wii bowling into a drinking game, I can make studying spanish into a sex game.
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
terrible decisions. terrible terrible terrible decisions.
who'd you have sex with.
who knew that if you vomit while skydiving the puke goes up towards the people that are behind you.
I'm pretty sure you called me last night and screamed that she was force-feeding you a bagel.
I'm covered in mustard and it looks like I nose dived in to barbed wire ??? Was last night that good?
While all the other girls were trying to out skut the next, Cameron was just doing cartwheels around the bar. I think she's the only one who got laid.
He insists on falling asleep with his penis between my buttcheeks. He says its his "home".
Absolutely. I could drink and smoke that memory away in a matter of years at my current rate.
It's going to be so weird waking up tomorrow morning fully rested completely sober and not covered in piss or bruises.
I just realized that in 3 weeks it becomes sad if I make everything into a drinking game. Fuck growing up
Not only did I get beyond cray cray this weekend. My body has nursed itself to plentiful and impeccable health. Fuck you world, I am back.
He also wore a doorag last night so i had to swipe left.
Dont be alarmed when you come homeand see a guy handcuffed to your bed. His name is james. Ill uncuff him when I get home
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