another moral hangover. fuck.
You spend 45 minutes trying to convince that pregnant girl you were with all night to have sex with you cause 'the worst had already happened.'
I made him hve sex with me in the elevator so that I could put my finger down in never have I ever.
It's my first ever "i'm sorry for my excessive drug use" hand turkey. And I think it's pretty boss.
It must have been an amazing night, I have "my pants are responsible people" written on my pants in permanent marker.
If you asked me 10 years ago where I thought I'd be today, I can pretty much guarantee I wouldn't have replied with "buying hemorrhoid cream on Bourbon St at 7am"
Whatever you didn't send me pics of you topless making bacon
usual friday morning routine. the pants i wore last night are in my passenger seat and im rooting through the pockets trying to make exact change at the dunkin donuts drive thru
I'm making him come over again tonight. I don't know how long this thing will last so I want to spend as much time with his dick as possible.
DOMA is dead. I'm definitely going to be the last of our friends to get married now.
It's rum buckets o'clock
Man I was just the closest I've ever been to crapping my pants.
I just need some of your time and all of your body.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
I didn't have any choice but to cuddle you. Your hair was stuck on my nipple piercing.
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