Gte hit a new low, I took a poopnap, passed out mid poop on the toilet.
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
Tonights theme there is the 7 deadly sins. Greed, envy, sloth, gluttony, sluttiness, fellatio and vodka.
Just threw up in my seat during the national anthem. Probably not good.
Maybe its all the xanax she takes but she literally has NO shame
I fed him jelly beans while he fingered me. Win, win situation.
could you clean the juice and feathers off my bed I'm just not up for hangover cleaning.
Its not low standards. We're more of like a self esteem camp for average girls
I hit on her. So did Sarah. Neither of us got anywhere. I swear she's asexual. Like Switzerland.
Sorry, not ignoring you.. We broke open the other piñata left from cinco de mayo and it was filled with condoms, mini booze bottles, and those little party horn things you blow into. You'll forgive me when we're fucking for days with all these free condoms.
Had a guy offer me a shot. But he wimped out when I asked for tequila and instead ordered gummi bear shots. I don't think he has balls. I didn't stick around to find out.
Something I never want to forget. I'm in a porta potty and she is outside knocking on the door going "You're a queen. You're a queen. Never think any different"
He kept screaming "I am the thunder!" when he was riding me.
Is 6 weeks really a benchmark now?
Ask me in 6 more weeks, when they're in a bisexual polycule.
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