problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
I have no morals, kinda like you have no standards
None
Don't worry, there is no such thing as a fat, old or ugly blow job.
Outside the community dumpsters: beer bottles and a carton of orange juice. Looks like we were here.
Pregaming for shuffle board at 10 AM. I love spring break.
I don't know if this beer pong partnership can last if you refuse to look me in the eye when we make sweet sweet clutch cup at the same time.
i wish i coudl send you meat via computure
We're about to go to a party titled 'Night of 1000 Jello Shots".
Sometimes I wonder if my parents know that I mean horny when I say lonely.
That's the only definition of lonely that I know.
My boyfriend correctly calculated the time I would be out of alcohol and showed up about four minutes after I'd run out with two bottles of wine. I think this is love.
Most of the bar is playing trivia I'm playing destroy a relationship in twenty questions
Stop leaving me alone with my ex boyfriends after keg challenges. Woke up in his bed covered in what you think would be cum. No...toothpaste. He left a note. "Be home at four. Don't be here when I get back."
I told you alcohol was flammable, but you didn't believe me until you tried to extinguish your sparkler by submerging it in vodka and the bottle burst into flames.
That was years ago. And it was chlamydia.
Highlight of the day: got a bunch of drunks to sing baby shark.
Randomize
