thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
My insides feel lik shag carpet. It is awesome
we were pretty classy up until the second keg
I am drunk at a castle and it isn't even 3. Europe is amazing.
theyll ask where you are and ill say on a date crying in a sombrero
like that time i did too much ghb at gay pride
I may be in pain from falling off the roof but getting to the morning roof keg was well worth it.
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
She showed up to the party with a live octopus and a 30 pack that was already half gone
sick fucks of a feather flock together
Im pretty sure by the fifth subway ride after going in circles the four times prior, we all just accepted that we werent making the concert and should instead enjoy our magical weed and tequila laced journey.
I learn from experience and I experienced what it would be like to completely lose my mind and then wake up with a stab wound.
i repeatedly had to ask him if he was into this because he kept talking about random things while i jerked him off. i got annoyed and in order to annoy him back, i told him i wanted to watch him do it. he also talked about basketball WHILE cumming. NEVER AGAIN.
When did it become normal to wake up in the middle of the night to take a group bathroom break and have a 10 minute discussion on where the next football game is?
You were cussing me out in sign language, and slurring your signs.
That's some kind of record drunk there...
it was the kind of sex that I don't even know how my hair extentions are still in
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