Hey, what are you up to?
Drinking wine with the guys and watching 7 Pounds.
Looking back I guess I could have changed that to beer and Die Hard.
Public safety found my id!
And i can't find my bra so i'm assuming they found my bra with my id which would explain the disapproving tone the lady on the phone had.
My entire life is one complicated drinking game
going to class with no bra.. is that saying "i don't give a fuck i'm one hour away from thanksgiving break?"
I wore a leash I'll tell you about it later I had a fantastic time
I thought he wouldn't talk to me again. You know, what's that saying "why buy the cow when you can fuck it six hours after meeting"
So some sort of safe sex group just flash mobbed the bar by putting condoms over people's beers.
They left screaming as a hale of lubbed up condoms rained into their hair.
I'm happily sitting on the toilet cause I'm too tired to move. I'm considering making this my permanent residence. It has a lot to offer.
Today has been like a snow day for your boobs. No rules, just doing whatever they want.
Please don't tell me that blonde guys name is Matthew I won't be able to fuck a guy with my brothers name
Watching a guy masturbate in real time is a lot less theatrical than porn had me to believe.
Any chance the bar is open now? Also who's wedding is this?
This is even better than the wine from my laundry basket
I know. His dick was small at the top and got bigger at the bottom, like a fucking curling wand.
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
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