I've never had a man I enjoyed more than steak
i just walked passed a table of guys by myself.. they looked @ me talked and then yelled 7
id pin you as more of an 8
remember about an hour ago when i told you i was never drinking again? i may or may not be mixing malibu with caprisun. just saying.
I tried making the sex a little better this time so right before I blew I yelled "ready or not here I come!"
just heard a tri-delta girl talking about her drunken escapades last weekend...it's like the exact plotline to a hardcore porno.
I just wanna be craddled in his arms and spoon fed applesauce..
that's the most romantic thing you've ever said.
Maybe I'm just didn't notice and imagined a different penis as a Freudian coping mechanism?
He'd pee in it. And since it's PBR I'd have no idea
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
Officially drug you out of White Castle last night by the hood on your sweatshirt after you cussed out the attendant and stole the satisfaction guaranteed sign because they were closed!
And then we felt it necessary to continue drinking for another 4 hours, yikes
Novelty of the week: Getting my lipstick back in an evidence bag
I'm not taking advice from anyone I've seen passed out naked at noon on the hood of a strangers car. Meaning you.
he was high. i was rolling face. we were both wearing grateful dead t shirts. at that point it's like we had no choice but to fuck
is it wrong to hook up with someone at a memorial drum circle
I wrote myself a letter, like I think drunk me wants to be pen pals or something
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