Tonight must have been good, I have already had two cups of coffee but still couldn't figure out how to operate a door.
So Ive decided I have serious issues. Im walking around the school with a bag labeled booze money collecting from people while slightly hungover at 8:20 in the morning, and nobody is questioning me.
You need to come back and get me. This is not a jersey shore party and he is not dressed as Pauly D and I am about one shot away from hooking up with a real fist pumping Guido.
It's not kidnapping if it's romantic
The "puke-towel" started to grow something...
I've gone to the bathroom 3 times. And forgot to pee. 3 times. Let's say we call it a night, I need to be found. I see a fish tank by the bar and some stairs.
I dont even care how hung over I am, and how shitty this bus ride will be. That was the best sex of my life and it's a beautiful morning.
He's asking if he can send a dick pic. How do I politely decline that?
We did it in the bathroom in Taco Bell. We didn't buy anything before we left, which I thought was rude.
Withdrawals are gods way of saying "you're still my bitch"
we played animal sounds and i linked arms with her cuz we were both cats....fate and my community college drama teacher have chosen my one night stand
Why do guys insist on chatting me up this early in the morning? I'm just like "Dude, I look like the bastard child of Einstein and a troll doll. Let me eat my Hot Pocket in peace."
I just really wish I could go back and unsex him. Waste of my vagina.
How good was the sex? She sent me a fruit basket the next day.
You know that gay bartender? Not as gay as we thought.....
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