if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
we were hanging out in his room and he decided to play WoW.. so i took off all my clothes while he wasn't paying attention and laid on his bed and started playing with myself.
did he notice?
of course he didn't notice.. he was playing a fiesty level 1 fucker that wouldn't give up..
One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
It'll be like the burning bush except without moses and with pubes.
She's echoing.. Her head must be in the toilet..
I have jerked off in every room in your house. *the more you know
I don't really know how to say this, but I have an oven mitt to return to you tomorrow..
I sat on the ground outside wawa chain smoking and telling two strangers about my sex life. I also accepted Rick James Bitch and Celine Dion as their names.
It was awful. Mid hookup he started reading the titles of the books over my bed, which were about Russian imperial history. He then started asking me questions about the class I was reading the books for. I was like "WE HAVE TIME FOR THAT LATER, PLEASE CONTINUE."
You went streaking and came back with your shirt inside out. Then said "it happens in the line of duty" and passed out.
I mean, that's eating your cake and fucking it too.
You were drinking whiskey from a beer bottle i dont know what you really expected...
We were covered in sweat and glitter, making out onstage, in front of everyone. I think it was a good night.
She's walking down the sidewalk with a notebook, a pencil, and a box of cheez its while yelling profanities at small animals.... I'm going 2 ask her where she was before this.
just woke up and had to check if i still had pants on, i really need to stop drinking
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