just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
I skipped work to stalk him.
We got so high yesterday we tried watching soccer
I lost count of how many people I peed on last night.
No, I'm in the bathroom trying to scrub off the 16 tally marks on my wrist so its not so obviously to the world that I puked on a couch last night.
I do remember getting hit in the face by an ugly one because she thought I was blowing on her butthole.
Tried to eat a sandwich this morning. Couldn't. My jaw is locked up. These marathon blow jobs are killing me
What's the protocol when you drive the girl's head into the wall during sex and she starts to cry?
yea last night was a repeat of newyears...exept this time it ivolved a fish costume, throw up, a hole in the roof, and cops...lots of cops
According to the red cross, I'm not suppose to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours. That means you're on top.
We are planning a drunk snapchat treasure hunt for tomorrow, and the treasure is his penis, this is a game I'm not willing to loose.
i've created a new STD.
I'm surprised I don't have a permanent face imprint between my boobs.
I've been there a week.. I'd rather all my coworkers not know that I'm already sleeping with my boss.
Well just give me the address, I'll bring the bourbon. If they let that into mental institutions
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