Charles is a playa. And I don't mean the spanish word for beach.
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
Don't count me out just yet. Considering bartering a blowjob to see if that boy from work will take my shift.
I fake pass out to avoid hookups sometimes. Last night I fake slept on my bathroom floor for like 2 hours before the guy left.
He has pizza coupons and a hammer next to his toilet.
Did u see the proverb she left as a comment on my picture?
Absolutely. I could drink and smoke that memory away in a matter of years at my current rate.
Either I'm paranoid or I swear my parents rigged my house so you can never sneak in or have the munchies without being loud.
Omg just opened my passenger side door and my outfit from last night is on the floorboard.
dude, my hangover is telling me there was tequila involved
If my mom's not going to offer me drugs then it's really pointless for me to be here.
Can we go to the gas station to get cigarettes before we get drunk. It's hard enough to say Marlboro sober.
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
so this maintenance guy stood at the corner of my cubical and scratched his balls for like a full minute cause he thought no one could see him
Well, I have no idea where my underwear is, so yea I would say it was a good weekend.
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