so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
We dont have to go to dinner or anything gay like that. I just wanna do it.
I absolutely love you.
The kid in front of me is videochatting and typing to his gf. I should make poop/sex faces over his shoulder, right?
She has more profile pics than tagged pics. narcissism at its best.
I got vodka in my stocking. Having an alcoholic mom has paid off.
today i did the best job ever shaving. like my vagina is PERFECT. plus i straightened my hair for a good hour. if i don't get ass tonight, i'm killing a baby.
I puked for half an hour, but I went and danced afterwards, and that made me feel better.
You are so irish.
I feel like after all he sees, the dog needs to get baptized.
I distinctly recall there being a "I can't be dead 2maro" stipulation to going out last night. There's been a breech of contract
Think of this as an opportunity. Like Jesus just opened up his closet, and inside is an endless supply of huge, beautiful cock.
Oh and I guess I added our cab driver on Facebook. He has "liked" every single one of my beach pictures. Kill me now.
I feel like having peed on eachother is a point in our lives we should never have gotten to...
I will suppress my appetite by doing shots then passing out
I just got back like 5 minutes ago, I have two champagne bottles that I carried with me on the train home and a Dunkin donuts coffee cup full of stolen butter, I've been in a windowless room for the last 6 hours, time does not exist
what is your life
Free champagne that's what
sad thing: we were only a shot away from an orgy. good thing: we all got laid.
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