We were in the backseat and he was giggling uncontrolably. It felt like I was giving head to a 10 year old girl.
I just masterbated while imagining him getting hit by a truck. I have hit a completely unacceptable level of anger & bitterness. Help.
This is ridiculous. It's like playing possible STD Clue, and I don't want to be the winner.
Cause your way of greeting people at the club was grabbing a tit and jiggling it while yelling a name, which usually wasn't theirs, and guys weren't safe either.
She's posted my bail. Twice. Of course I'm going to be her wing girl.
I remeber being on the roof last night and we put our heads togeather and we touched each others face and said "Hennessyyyy"
I CAN ONLY BE THE BIRDIE ON YOUR SHOULDER WHO LEADS YOU INTO BAD DESCISIONS
I have experienced an excessively hairy ballsack in my mouth...and it was horrifying. I keep feeling it in my mouth now. It's like hairy ball PTSD.
You can't give me tequila around boys who have girlfriends. That ain't new.
You tried crawling through the apartment window instead of going through the wide open door next to it
I have 35 pounds of pennies. Need any?
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
How I know I would be an awful mother....I just stirred the bong up with a baby fork. A literal baby fork....
How was the tequila? Are you making bad decisions yet?
How was it?
i think i smell bacon but im to sore to walk downstairs. that kinda night
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