only if we run a train.
done.
alex threw up in my bong. i'm going to call it a night.
Crumbling up chips, putting them in salsa, eating with spoon. New level of stoner fatassery. Its so genius/delicous i'm not even ashamed
the welcome home hickey he left on my boob is really gunna put a damper on the rest of my thanksgiving hook up plans with the rest of my ex's
Left and drinking by a bar by myself. Everyone is in pajamas. I'm in a tuxedo. This is my life.
Dude it was bad... like you fell asleep around the toilet after drinking from the back tank bad.
I mean there is a rehab there so its gotta be a good time
I just dropped $300 on lingerie. He better rip this off with his teeth.
We watched scrubs, then I got a shower blowjob which led to shower sex and the living room floor sex. Now she's baking cookies. I may not be studying, but I'm doing something right.
I sliced my fucking arm open last night after margarita madness and had to drive myself to the ER. Got six stitches and a social worker came in and asked if I was abused due to my sex bruises. I literally had to tell her "don't worry, I like it rough"
But for real, I had the best sex of my life on that bunk bed
it's not like I want to die, I just want life to stop for a little bit. how does that work?
And my nipple is sore from him biting it. That is not a complaint.
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
It started off with wine and ended up with me in only my pearls and heels. It was about the classiest sexual experience I've ever had.
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