Of course we end up in a gay bar... And I have to tell you there are some hot dudes here, should I pass around your Facebook?
im surounded by vag. Like smog aound LA, i am suffocating in an atmosphere of pussy
I even made an effort to dress like a conservative young lady who doesnt black out and throw up in her bed regularly today.
K. On the way. I need a drink.
Like a drink drink or like water?
Have we met?
David pulled a magic mike again and started stripping on every street sign we passed.
I was grossed out that all their candles smelled like vagina and then I remembered where my fingers had been.
I was thinking that, but I'm not sure the proper etiquette on asking about someone's nipple rings. Even if you did see them and compliment them once.
I just want it to be said that I had sex in my Belle dress last night. Classy motherfucker.
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
Did I hit my head yesterday? I have a bump on the back of it. Also I just want you to know that I don't blame you for me taking my bikini top off. If I want to be shirtless no man or woman on this earth can stop me.
Well don't pass out under a Swedish flag and people won't make assumptions
I just wrote a love letter to my weed and texted it to my cousin. I can't say it any differently. It happened.
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
My dad found my bra hanging from my rear view mirror. Happy long weekend.
I don't know which is worse, the fact that his name is Kevin or the fact that he has a pornstache.
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