another moral hangover. fuck.
I know she is the girl of my dreams bc she orgasmed, rolled over and then asked if I knew that Orlando beat Cleveland.
So my grandma sent me a doily for my birthday - don't ask why, I don't know. Anyways I put my bong on it, I think it actually classed up the joint.
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
Let's review the facts-we're bored, we have a ton of beer, and we live 5 minutes from the zoo. This equation is easily solvable
Next thing I know we're all standing in the kitchen holding hands and thanking God for the beer.
just went to my meeting with last nights make up still on, not wearing a bra, and the 14 shot tallies still on my wrist.. My advisor's questions should be answered as to why I'm not in my major yet.
His penis without viagra is what breaks my heart.
He practically cut off his thumb and she offered him a tampon to stop the bleeding
I vaguely remember a pregnant lady reaching for my penis. When was I in an elevator?
My vag hurts but I feel vindicated
That is an interesting emotion combo
How do we stop her downward spiral?
Wine. For us.
Last night I went outside to our neighbors and asked them to put in money with me to get a hot tub for our patio. Niceeeee
Grandma is high again and locked herself in the house
so my parents definitely heard me when I was cumming last night...
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