I just spent the night with a bunch of indian guys and i wasn't attracted to a single one. Yeah i've officially become an anti-indian indian.
The plus side of allergy season is that after our weekend coke binge my runny nose fits right in.
gettin drunk isnt as much fun when i can use my own id for it
if we dont hook up this weekend, im doing both his roommates
I mean we've tried to get high on nutmeg, we clearly dont know the definition of "too far"
i'm sorry for cheering you on when you were making out with him. i was just celebrating the fact he was decent looking for once
When it gets to the point that I'm more comfortable being naked at his house than my own, it's time to readdress the fuckbuddyship.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
It takes a special kind of Adderall to make me go to the hardware store, buy paint, and paint tiny polka-dots on all four of my bedroom walls.
When I'm drunk I really like to hold dicks. Like, affectionately.
And then he said, "let's have sex and I'll send you home with enchiladas."
You are the ghost of drunk bitches past, present, and future.
Well. I mean as excuses for running late go, 'losing track of time in the bathhouse' has gotta be up there on the top ten.
I'm armed with nothing but $4 lip gloss gum and my phone. Ready to take on the fucking world.
Also, apparently I'm only coherent when I'm drunk sexting. And then I'm grammatically perfect and impressively eloquent.
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