so Brent and I ordered you a drink then realized you don't live here. I drank it.
we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
I hope I don't blackout because this is awesome!
Threesome last night. Not that cool, you tend to pick a favorite.
imagine playing with puppies while we're drunk.
Like... we could film it and put like, "do you believe in magic" as the backround song and it would be complete joy.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
Something's wrong. Everything's on fire. Unless it was like that before. Then everything's alright.
I've fucked 6 of my brothers' friends. I'm completely fine with him fucking the girl we ate lunch with.
Last night you told me to stop being Martha Stewart and asked if I had Taco Bell in my house
He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.
I was too hungover to sit up and pull the curtains closed so I did it with my toes
You know what sucks about being drunk at 4 pm? Not a god damn thing.
Drunk. Send nudes. Just curious.
We had a pink drink in honor of my underwear and apparently I made out with our bartender... a few times
I've got two reasons for you to come over later and one of them is pierced.
Randomize
