There were 3 chicks in my bed I didn't know when I got home. Now I know all of them. Biblically.
thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
Yeah, i don't remember peeing. or meeting the girl.
it took me about 5 minutes before I knew it was in her ass. i thought the first time would be a bit more special
He asked if I was on the pill, apparently I just downed my glass of beer and winked at him...
he's totally gay but hes wondering what hes missing out on. Im going to show him.
no pressure.
I had her number in my wallet, I was sitting on a winning ticket for the blowjob lottery and didn't know
The hot guy sitting next to me in the lib is reading a book called "Impersonal sex in public places." How wrong would it be to give him my number when I bounce?
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
we didnt plan anything. just randomly met up in the park, both reached into our pockets and each lit up a joint without exchanging words. we're telepathic potheads.
He has silky zebra print sheets, which you would think he put on just for me, but the bed was unmade. Did I just sleep with a closet case??
I just sent an "I'm sorry I forged a prescription in your name" email. It was one of the more awkward things I've done this week.
Found another bruise from Saturday #stopliquor2014
You're acting like you didn't chug fireball, like duh you have bruises you drunk betch
I woke up in my basement holding someone else's underwear and a bottle of mouthwash . I wish I could explain more than that but i can't remember ...
Your amazing boobs made me fall in love with boobs. I never cared about boobs you should be proud
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