It is virtually impossible to listen to single ladies and perform any seated task.
BROstal carolina. Watching a boy drinking rum and coke out of a cup of noodle empty cup.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
I wonder what it's like for my roommate to live bicuriously thro my sex life
Walt said he was feeding me so I wouldn't die. that's why there was pasta in my room
I was worried he'd break you after the hiatus your lady parts had to take from social interaction.
We did a lot of coke and Bedazzled the couch. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
She shit all over my seat. She is not allowed in my car under any circumstances. Not even with drugs. You can't forgive a shit.
My goal for the weekend: procure a blowjob using only stern glances, hand gestures, and crudely-drawn stick figures.
This is my punishment for trynna have a festive time with a stranger. I always forget you can't get weird with one night stands
My trash can accurately represents my weekend: Bojangles wrappers and magnums.
Let's get drunk and take out your tonsils tonight
i feel as though me waking up and asking her if i went to the hospital was a sign that i was not okay
If my dildo had feelings, they. Would've deffinately been hurt. He put that toy to shame..
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