So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
and that's how I found out my dad doesn't believe in towels... holiday magic.
I'm always impressed by your drunken ability to quickly gauge how long it's been since you've shaved and whether or not your prospective hook up will care.
I reached in my backpack to pull out my laptop. I found my bottle of Jack and 2 bottles of Coke. It's going to be a good class.
he put listerine on his cock to make the taste more "enjoyable"... i think hes a keeper.
This whole living in Ohio thing is getting reaaaaallly old.
She's never going to forget it... Christmas Anal.
He thought I was flirting with him but really I just needed someone to hold me up.
were drug buddies, doing lines off her ass is just a bonus
I feel that the drunker I get, the drunker Facebook gets.
Bitch, it's 2 in the afternoon.
Just go read my twitter... There's a play by play. It starts with a penis pump
he bit THROUGH my nipple
plus side, no need to pay for a piercing.
He was like low grade Riff Raff, but I hit it. Twice. His grill popped out the second time.
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
Is Facebook telling the truth about your nipples?!
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