normally i wouldnt have blown him but he was on dawsons creek.. i love dawsons creek.
My one night stand found me at the library and randomly gave me plan B. He was scared I was going to get pregnant because he has a very high sperm count.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
Some guy stole lobsters by hiding them in his pants. We should strive to be like him.
It was kind of like a train wreck, except alcohol would have improved the situation greatly.
Crumbling up chips, putting them in salsa, eating with spoon. New level of stoner fatassery. Its so genius/delicous i'm not even ashamed
Got my bloodwork back and my liver is in tip top shape. Apparently blacking out 5 nights a week isn't cutting it, so we've got to step it up until I see that all of my hard work is actually paying off and doing some damage.
So, this year for my birthday, want to get rip-roaring schmammered and watch my episode of my super sweet 16? We can do lines off my tiara.
i don't know why he's complaining, i'm the one with four hickeys on my ass.
what better way to celebrate the birth of jesus christ than to get embarrassingly intoxicated and make poor decisions!?
The fact that he offered to stop once he stuck it in my ass was sadly the most considerate thing anybody's ever done for me.
It's simple. He fucks me at his place and I fuck him at my place. It's like man of the house gets to top.
Although now I have "number of cheese slices" as a unit of boob measurement in my head.
the kid next to me in math class is drawing gay porn. it's good, but that is beside the point
im drinking out of a pineapple, so yea.
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