I'm not saying we can't have sex tonight, I'm just saying we have to work it around Lost.
Right when I walked into the party my boyfriend stood up and yelled, "HEY TITS, GET ME A BEER!"
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
after giving each other head, we had a really nice post-oral heart to heart. found out he lost his virginity in a threesome.
He poured all of the vodka into the sweet tea and said that tomorrow it would be called 'surprise drunk.' then we had sex.
I mean I'm not worried about us not getting wasted. I'm more worried that I'll be doing a Boris yeltzen impression by 1030.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
I couldn't find the bathroom last night...so I wrapped myself in the curtains and stuck my butt out the window and peed from two stories up. Thank god I don't remember.
Might as well permanently tattoo lush somewhere on my body and show it to people when I decide to drink so they won't serve me.
her wearing orange crocs at the bar was definitely a great form of contraception
But how do I turn off the feelings though?
Vodka.
Because the guy guy doing the drawing either wanted to bone, or wanted us to stop entering the contest. Either way, we got concert tickets so I'm cool with both scenarios.
I need to get off of her emotional roller coaster. I've been on it for a fucking year and I've been throwing up the entire time.
And also ice skating can blow me. Goodnight, love you!
Then James put his arms through the window and grabbed him, like he was Robocop. A nerdy, portly Robocop.
Who is this?
Randomize
