the not having weed thing wouldnt be nearly as tragic if it wasnt the one holiday where they launch bright flaming things into the air
It's a good thing i didn't end up pregnant...i would have had to figure out his last name.
I cried singing "call me maybe" on the way home from the bar. What the fuck
Thank you for FINALLY joining the Slutasorus Rex club in this conversation.
He offered me a trade. He'll come sober to my parents 25th anniversary dinner if I let him tie me up for an hour.
Update. bondage is a lot harder than it looks.
girl pulled up to the stop sign, got out, threw up all over my hood said happy thanksgiving then drove off
So what's your itinerary for Amsterdam?
Show up, get drunk, get laid, try not to miss my flight home.
I'm not trying to take your husband away from you, but can we have another 3way soon? I'm just desperate for good dick.
If Denver makes it to the Super Bowl I'll quit drinking. So I'm pretty much stocking up on booze
either he just commented on my nose ring or he's offering me cocaine, I honestly can't tell
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
if having to see my ex’s dick once in a while is the price I pay to the universe for making my life go a little smoother, I’ll take it
Wow this just keeps getting better, weed, shrooms, a stripper..........a gun.
sam was dropping a deuce next to me. wrote me a note that said "glad we shared this experience." passed it under the wrong stall. the other guy picked it up. that's all I know so far.
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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