Good. I was naked most of the night. But sometimes I would wear my tux vest...But only my tux vest. It was classy
I no longer want to be the gay that plays in the revolving door at RelationshipDale's like a seven year old with a.d.d.
It's like sleeping with someone you met at a karaoke bar. It's never okay.
Walking home still drunk in snow. Snowflakes are my only hydration..Need moreee
You know those ponds where you go and pay $5 and your guarranteed to catch a fish thats how i describe her
We fucked in my basement while hiding from the cops.. And now his Facebook picture is him and others holding up there MIP's in front of my house.. I feel obligated to add him as a friend.
the whole story woulnd't be so depressing if i had made out with ANYONE but the piano player.
I remember three things: you falling down an entire flight of stairs, me stripping out of your Christmas one-sie to do cartwheels in my underwear, and people standing above me saying, "where did that bump on her head come from?"
Also, I was told I kept the antlers on the entire time. I'm deeming last night a success.
You were fucked up like a footballbat trying to eat gum off your shoe. And that wasn't even the nights lowest point.
Ok here's the state of the situation: We're alone in a strange city with strange people with nothing but alcohol and sprite, I think we're gonna make it.
I told him if he cums in my mouth he has to buy me a cake that says "sorry I came in your mouth"
I don't really want to talk about it, but if anyone finds my unicorn mask with my bra in it, I would really like that back.
I'm pretty sure our sex is better than most foods and that says a lot too bc I really like food
True fear is being unable to remember where you hid your weed and vibrator in your parent's house.
Beer and Reeses. dinner of champions
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