C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
I am too high to leave where I am...And they are listening to Stained. This is my living hell.
so i am drinking whiskey and watching home alone 2 by myself. it turns out moving to a foreign country isn't all that different after all.
He said if I stayed the night he'd take me to church in the morning.
Todays life lesson brought to you by last nights half pitchers of cheap sangria: you'll never get the stain or the SMELL of sangria vomit out of your bedroom carpet.
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
So I know we're not talking about this anymore buuuuuut I left heel marks on the wall.
I sat down next to him and my bra just unhooked itself
I just used crown royal bags as pot holders...
He sent me a pic stitch collage of all the tit pics I had sexted him this month. It was so sweet!
It's seriously like a finger. But it's a cock. I don't know what to do. I feel like I fuck him to be polite.
He caught a Pokemon on my head while I sucked him off. I think I need to marry him.
i may have just googled 'is philly rioting right now'
on the bright side i found your panties and the lid to the nutella
We were totally high while having sex, I told him fast or slow, just follow your balls. That was a show stopper.
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