Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
Just watched a guy fight a garbage can then pee on it, screaming "I told you to listen to me the first time!!" San Francisco, I've missed you.
all i could think was her face looked like a farm accident
RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
All i have left of him are the magnum X-Large condoms he left in my room, knowing full well that no other guy I hook up with will be able to fill his shoes. He taunts me.
Just erased 'masturbate' from my mental To-Do list because I've got too much stuff to do. I hate adulthood
that bitch in the red sedan is still teasing me with the ice cream cone. i'm going to show her my dick
he found cum stains on my sheets and all i could blurt out was "better on the sheets than in me"
im breathing rainbows and everyone is talking in bubbles whatever you gave me give me more
i think we should start 2012 by becoming clean and sober for awhile and buckle down
ppsyche im wasted where are you
There seems no grander way to celebrate 420 than to smoke atop a mountain peak.
His roommates came in the room and were throwing snowballs at us while we were hooking up.
I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.
I feel like my foot is being amputated. Or maybe it's the vodka. I couldn't tell you.
What was I even doing in 2010?! I feel like that's a question I should be able to type into the Facebook Search bar
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