windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
I'm not sure which is worse. The fact that I slept with him last night, or the fact that you did too.
I'm more impressed with the spaghetti smoothie at the present moment.
i want to find a way to basically assault his face with my vagina.
They showed a guy on tv in a Brady jersey and a sweatpants boner when the NE offense took the field. They didn't show his face. I hope that wasn't you.
is it sad that i can honestly say it was the best birthday sex i've ever had and it was still terrible?
I dont know what we smoked last night but I woke up and found out I started writing a book called White Trash Princess. Its the best thing Ive ever read
I went to the bathroom, came back, and my friend was sleeping leaning up against the stripper pole.
YOU LET ME GO HOME WITH CREEPY RON JEREMY?!?
...and?
I hate when you're right.
I'm already too high to be publicly presentable. I just looked at myself in the mirror without my sunglasses. Debated contacts. Said aloud "But I'm nothing without my sunglasses."
When I said to give it to me hard and fast, I didn't mean like 15 seconds fast.
I'm gone to the point of literally hugging trees, partially for support, but also because I like them.
I'm only fucking women born in the 90s this summer
I feel like I got run over by a steamroller made of cigarettes and booze driven by all of the men I've slept with.
it looks like a nuclear can of fuck blew up in here
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