No, you can still breathe under the balls.
Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
I think he just gave me the 'I used to fuck your sister' discount
it's a "shave your legs in the cvs bathroom" kind of night
She's either too fat to type, hammered or has terrible spelling.
the easter KEGG...out of a drunken typo there arose a new and spectacular holiday tradition
Let's have sex soon. Just us!! Its sad that I have to specify.
The only requirement is that his name is Kevin... All other factors don't matter to drunk me. Drunk me likey Kevins.
Bren left me with a lovely parting gift. Newfouund alcoholism. I'm on the kitchen floor, hugging a bottle of vodka. It's my only friend now.
Im so excited to get permanently banned for life from all the old bars again, it is gonna be christmas after all
aha we'll just say that my mind was so focused on A Bugs Life that it was hard to maintain an erection
There's a bus with a band full of dancing women in bras. I think I like it here.
He ran into the surf holding up a cigarette yelling "let the Olympic games begin!" So no, no vodka left.
I opened the door and his girlfriend was standing there; we made silent, prolonged eye contact as I quietly put on my panties and left.
In other news, I tore a tendon in my hand from giving my boyfriend handjobs so that's how my day is going
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