What a fucking waste of an outfit
3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
She kept calling me her DD, which I assumed meant designated driver, so I was confused because I don't even have a car. Found out later it means designated dick. It's what her and her friends use as code for the guy they want to hook up with at the end of the night. I feel so used.
If for any reason you were wondering if i was going to vomit at the airport today, the answer is yes.
Power went out. She lit a candle and gave me head. Made some pretty impressive candlelight cocksucking shadowpuppets. Must be what porn was like in olden times.
she visited to give me a bj between clients. Social work at its finest.
The best part about this city is obvious. Someone saw me crouching by a bar pissing in my leftover Panera bread bowl and they just winked.
Remind me to tell you how I've been deaf since Sunday at 1245
I got really adventurous too. Like. Balls in the mouth adventurous.
At least you didn't wake up next to your professor who then proceeded to cancel class via phone while still inside of me.
I wore Yonce braids out last night and made out with a man and a woman #bowdown is right
im about to go through the checkout with 3 flasks and a wedding card. let the judgement begin!
update: cashier guessed cash bar before i could say anything. completely bypassed "dry" and knew cash bar right away. i love this state.
It's three am. I'm drunk in a stairwell in Vegas. My flight leaves at six. Help.
Thrres cinnamon everywgte. Plead cine get me
I was simply suggesting that you really should try coke bondage sex.
Randomize
