Well, its 5:30am and you haven't let me in, I guess ill go home
you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
i believe i can now do shots of gasoline with no chaser. its been that kind of summer.
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
Your dignity remains intact. He, on the other hand, is completely convinced he slept with your cat.
I got head to The Nanny. Officially gay.
Not enough clothes on. Not enough vagina. Not enough drugs in my body.
I tried...failed..now im naked on the futon since clothes are hard.
The bartender said he wanted to turn you gay, and we got free shots the rest of the night
I brought a guy home then decided no. Took him back to the bar and said "I'm going to drop you where I found you. Have fun"
okay - we take $20 and buy each other some 'drink till we puke' clothes from the thrift store.
We fucked on shrooms. It's like his dick was a beam of light and when I came I turned into a prism and my orgasms were made of rainbows.
A bee came out of the shoe box and stung her. Even the insect community doesn't want her in those hideous things.
Are you in a good mood because I stuffed you with enchiladas, ice cream, penis, and cuddles last night?
He walked into the bar with a pillow and put his head down...nuff said
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