I think drunk me is telling hungover me something... I just have to crack the code.
she just made me lysol my hands in order to touch her tits.
i got last night's adventure to take the garbage out when he was leaving. my vagina is THAT good.
Hes still mad that I left the room mid-hookup to go get a pickle from the fridge.
Dude she threw his clothes out n 8th floor window and her dog tried to bite his dick off. So the answer is yes it could be worse...
He needs to stop telling me how much he respects me. What does that even mean
My only regret is that I have but one penis to give to your vagina.
Just had to hide the fact that I'm not wearing underwear from my 7 year old niece.
I really like her...she always overpays me for xanax and still feels the need to fuck me to make up for it....
We fucked on shrooms. It's like his dick was a beam of light and when I came I turned into a prism and my orgasms were made of rainbows.
He's the conductor of the struggle bus
I RODE THAT FINE PIECE OF STRUGGLE BUS
I feel like asking for a towel for after I puke before I puke to be more respectful than jus going outside to puke and coming back inside covered in sweat and tears.
WELL THEN WHAT DAY IS IT?!?! This whole having to choose between ruining my future and ruining my liver is totally killing my vibe
Might call you tomorrow on a drunken hate filled rant, or just a normal hate filled rant, either way be ready.
I came so hard my entire leg seized. Her blowjob gave me a Charlie horse.
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