i sleep in a fine layer of vodka and semen. i don't know that that would appropriate for a pajama rally.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
Bring more bourbon. Day drunk just hit another level.
It didn't get weird until she took off her underwear, looked down, and said "fill her up!"
I learned an important lesson this weekend.... I'm way to good at sex to travel for it. From now on he drives here...
so i say "rick dont build that sandcastle" and he "says ok i wont" then i wake up and its sandcastle fucking city all over my apartment
All i remember was you crying naked on the bathroom floor because you were cold. I got you a blanket and you kept kicking it off and crying because you were still cold.
I remember desperately screaming that I love my life and running in zig zags all the way home
he was once again the drunkest girl at the party
I was drunk for 3 days straight...well wasted for 3 days with periods of "just drunk" inbetween
He is so sweet! He thanks me for sending him dirty pix. I should keep him.
This feeling I'm having... is it love or a combination of alcoholism and unprotected rough sex
Like woke up with a dick piercing kind of drunk.
I'm in jersey with marbles.. He's blasted about to fuck a manatee and his entire family is trying to stop it. His mother punched me in the chest for not trying hard enough
Tell me again why we had to Facebook stalk your therapist?
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