It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
Saying you want a bj does not count as saying you wanna see me btw.
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
ugh... I can't wait for campus to get back. Then everyone will have other things to try to have sex with besides me.
Um. That's my cat Laura. You put my cat in your mouth, and then you put my cat in your purse.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
You know it's been a rough year when your therapist mouth is just wide open. And I didn't even get to the real issue!
One guy got his nose broke and was playing with it. Then another guy was playing beer pong off his horse.
Really because I got kicked out the eagles game for running up n down the steps singing ' fly eagles fly ' then punched a Dallas fan in the face before the game even started..
You shut your whore mouth, we don't talk about Drunk Nutella night.
You were typing for me while I was hyperventilating into a paper bag on the floor.
I danced with a french guy who licked the sweat off my neck and poured a drink on me. Not gonna lie, that shit was refreshing
Haven't sucked a dick since mid December. In crisis mode.
After walking ten blocks barefoot in Boston I've concluded drunk me needs to make better decisions.
I Woke up still tied to the bed. I would say, it was a good night!
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