Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
I'm worried someone is gonna take a black light to my work computer. But the connection is faster here.
I feel like tequila is Gods way of lighting my fuse to do something awesome
i would bitch about being this hungover, but honestly im just happy to be alive after this weekend
no. the fact that it's halloween completely overrides the fact that it's sunday. youre going out whether im dragging your boring ass or not.
good news. according to wikipedia, my blackout might just have been "post-trauma amnesia"
It took him an hour to realize I wasn't this "Sarah" girl, and by then he was already crying and eating pizza rolls.
I literally used, "MY VAGINA IS TOO FANTASTIC FOR HIM TO STAY GAY" as a valid argument for attempting to fuck my gay friend.
Dammit now I'm pissed. Its like I am torn between two worlds. A world of girls, and a world of people punching other people in the head. Both are just so beautiful.
Admittedly shitfaced... I have two questions. 1)why is the fan in my bathroom on? (Sub-text: is there a ghost?). 2) is your underwear really argyle?
I masterbated to the rocky theme song. I'm pretty sure that just beat any sex experience I've ever had.
Saw the same Luigi I hooked up with last Halloween. Still in his same Luigi costume and scruff that hurt my face
This is worse than naked and afraid. This is drunk and confused.
all I remember is grinding on everyone in the room regardless of gender and quoting the lion king non-stop. We need to stop buying Jameson.
It's slightly odd going to a booty call during morning rush hour with everyone else going to work.
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