Its okay if i dont like him.his junk is just too good to resist.model penis,lame guy.
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
i find it a beautiful talent that i know how much pubic hair the girl in the next stall has just from the sound of her urine
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
on toilet. in drag. drinking coffee vodka. I regret nothing.
Once again there IS no outside bathroom. Never has been, that is the balcony
Everything is fine now . The coast guard said we just can't take the inflatable trampling out past the break way anymore
Just do let me go home with anyone especially I a guy with a hair sweater
On one hand it was kinda weird his girlfriends stuff was at his apartment. On the other hand it was kinda nice because she had great shampoo
I achieved maximum drunk last night. It was pretty extreme. Woke up on a couch, outside, in a suit
Of course he's seen my tits, I wave those things around like a trump supporter does an American flag
I woke up and found my apartment really clean, appearantly drunk me couldn't tolerate living there anymore and left sober me a lot of insulting post-its...
I just got baptized.
Drunkenly skinny dipping in a indoor hotel pool is not okay and does not count as a baptism.
I farted in the parking garage and it echoed.
You can't just bring up bondage and then stop answering me
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